Quonset huts

“Hey man, what are we doing out here?” “You can’t go home again…” “What?” “I said ‘You can’t go home again.’” “I thought you hated that guy.” “Who?” “Thomas Wolfe. The guy you’re named after. Remember?” “I do hate him. His prose is overly descriptive and stilted. And it doesn’t help that I was forced… Continue reading Quonset huts