I mean to read some James Agee one day. Your film-review entry went up! I got a notification. I'm waiting for a moment when I have the headspace to read properly.

I don't like the **delight** with which the strong are sitting down at table to feast upon the weak--that was what was stabbing me yesterday.

LED streetlight is sharper on wet brick and cobbles than the mercury vapor of noir, but it lies on the moving surface of water in the right pleated bands. --beautiful. I'm glad the evening was, too.