I have always viewed sunsets, in addition to their aesthetic contribution to the world, with a lens of redemption. No matter the happenings, good or bad, that occur throughout each day, the sunset transitions our immediate conception of the world from a state of consciousness to a state of nothingness. And after our sleep, we […]Read more "a collection of spanish sunsets"
I am rarely exposed to as many individuals who come into and fade out of existence as I am during my experiences as a tourist. Especially in those locations that are frequented by tourists like me, the sheer volume of individuals can sometimes be overwhelming. Especially among individuals who I know nothing about, I cannot […]Read more "silhouettes in la sagrada familia"
Heavy metal softly played in the background. It’s the same vibe as Blackbird Pizzeria, another Philadelphian, vegan, heavy metal restaurant without, of course, the pizza. I couldn’t possibly imagine myself spending significant amounts of time here; it seemed like an interesting tourist destination, but throughout my short stay, I felt a constant disconnect between the […]Read more "impressions: grindcore house"
I missed the bus on from 34th and South Street. I decided to skate. Twenty feet in, I decided not to skate. I arrived discomforted. Wet. I ordered a dark roast. Hot. There were no open tables. I went outside. I pulled out my computer. My computer was hot. It hadn’t slept. Like me. I […]Read more "impressions: ultimo coffee"
The dark roast is labeled drip coffee on the menu. It’s the company of the coffee that was served in the dining halls when I had first arrived at Penn. In that sense, the coffee is reminiscent of late nights studying in Craig Library, back during a time when two cups of coffee per day had […]Read more "impressions: rival bros coffee bar"
Quaint. Quiet. Quixotic. Located around the corner from the Barnes Foundation, I found a corner store in the midst of a series of high-end row homes. I got off the bus at 21st and Market Street before skating a couple minutes north. A couple of charming row-houses lined the hill up to Spring Street. […]Read more "impressions: peddler coffee"
It’s a sustainable clothing shop before a coffee shop. But, to someone like me who had never bought clothing from there, it had always been a coffee shop before a clothing shop. It’s in University City, otherwise known as West Philadelphia before it had been renamed for rebranding and gentrification purposes. After all, I cannot […]Read more "impressions: united by blue"