This blue marble

– and yet it spins

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Today: stillness, hazelnut milk, and Shantaram


This story of a Westerner in tumultuous, dirty, enchanting Mumbai may be true, or it may be the invention of a grand ego. Regardless, the display of colors that are the good, the bad, and the ugly of humandkind is not far from the truth. And in Roberts’s own words, the truth is a bully we all pretend to like.

(Helsinki, Finland; May 2014)