Seriously, a line, carved in concrete, a line from “The Waste Land.”
Along the banks of the Thames (Queens Walk +/-) — where it is engraved in stone. Or cast in concrete.
I know I’ve written about this before, the old typewriter, as I still have on in the closet. Portable, Royal, not unlike that one.
Always wanted to use it, but it’s difficult, at best.
SXSW, then and now?
Mother Jones thinks it’s “SXSW is the 21st-century equivalent of a medieval market town,” done that thing, you know, “Jumped the shark?”
Shark Jumping defined.