Jonah did something he hadn’t done for years: he opened his real-world journal and wrote a short entry about a town that existed mostly in memory and code. He noted the faces, the stops, and the accordion. Then, on a whim, he drove Route 12 one more time.
Jonah did something he hadn’t done for years: he opened his real-world journal and wrote a short entry about a town that existed mostly in memory and code. He noted the faces, the stops, and the accordion. Then, on a whim, he drove Route 12 one more time.