Life is unpredictable. It changes with the seasons. Even your coldest winter happens for the best of reasons. And though it feels eternal, like all you'll ever do is freeze. I promise spring is coming and with it, brand new leaves. (poem and picture by Erin Hanson)
Not only can you get your literary passport stamped twice with Hemingway's romp through Paris and Pamplona, but you can enjoy an immersive mood piece about the highs and lows of drunken, rambling youth.
My love ... my only love.... my best friend.... brilliant.... talented..... beautiful..... . how could there ever be room for anything else... I don't know where my heart ends and yours begins but I know they beat together... always