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From Seat 17C
I sit across the aisle from another writer on my 747 flight, an older woman writing in large letters. Her scrawl resembles my grandmother’s: messy but elegant, beginning large and then fading into smaller letters. She holds pages and pages of lined paper, off-white and yellow. I am fascinated by her style. I haven’t the slightest idea what she is recording, but the rough elegance of her writing is magnificent—so different from my own.
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Parting Shot
From the perspective atop the Hohensalzburg Castle (literally, “High Salzburg Fortress” in German), twilight appears over the Salzach River on the eve of the Salzburg Festival, a five-week music and drama celebration held each July. Earlier that day, cannons blasted on the banks of the river and musicians’ instruments resonated through the streets. These festivities were homages to the city’s musical history: Salzburg, Austria, is the birthplace of Mozart and the opening setting for The Sound of Music.
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Edge of the World
“What we see before us is just one tiny part of the world. We get into a habit of thinking, this is the world, but it’s not true at all. The real world is a much deeper and darker placer than this, and much of it is occupied by jellyfish and things.”—Haruki Murakami1
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