sherman alexie The Toughest Indian in the World

    The fighter finished his Pepsi, rolled down his window, and pitched the can out. I almost protested but decided against it. I kept my empty can wedged between my legs.
    "That's a hell of a story," I said.
    "Ain't no story," he said. "It's what happened."
 P. 30

hillside / waterworks

wylie vegetable garden

somebody lives here - down by the river

reminiscence/Le plateau paris