Kingston Again

I haven’t been back here for over two years. Owen asked me to come to take a look at his new book, so I went.

The ancient city — nothing really changes. Yet I feel a different sense of self. I look out now to the reflection of sunset from limestone-framed windows. Like the thousands of times I had seen it before.

Memories are like little steel candies. More shiny than sweet.

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