“Lizzie and I arrived in the polluted heat of a London summer. We stood frozen at street corners as a blur of pedestrians burst out of the subways and spilled like ants down the pavements. The crowed bars, the expensive… — Aidan Hartley Copy Share Image
“Lizzie and I arrived in the polluted heat of a London summer. We stood frozen at street corners as a blur of pedestrians burst… — Aidan Hartley Copy Share Image
“Re-entry taught me a new sort of fear that was slow and dull rather than quick and thrilling...the hardest part of reentry to a… — Aidan Hartley Copy Share Image
“We throw ourselves into the journey and when it's done, even while having learned that all experience involves the loss of something beloved, what… — Aidan Hartley Copy Share Image
