Whenever in a new place, after hours of sightseeing, I make a point of seeking refuge. I do this by visiting the public library. Why? Because it’s quiet, calm and open to all. No matter who you are, the Library welcomes you. It’s unpretentious that way. The library I find myself in today is madeContinue reading “Flash Fiction: Refuge”
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