I spent some time last night chatting with a smoker. They aren’t rare here, or disregarded. Despite the protected status of the nicotine-smitten citizens of the city, things have changed. Indeed, even Vienna, time capsule that it is, has modernized slightly since I moved here, and I no longer must suffer through the winter with... Continue Reading →

"I see that, too. Everyone here is broken. All these women I meet and they want love but they just can't. You just look at them and you see, they can't. I don’t know what it is about this city, if we all come here because we're broken, or if the city makes us that... Continue Reading →