“New Haven cultivates ... an open gloom that seems happy to acknowledge disrepair and the superfluity of appearance. ... I realized that what cramped the town was the weight of unwritten volumes: they scored lines of unfinished writing on every second face that walked the streets.” WritingSeemsFacesLinesCitiesStreetsHavensWeightTownsAppearanceI RealizedAcknowledgeVolumeGloomUnfinishedEvery SecondUnwritten Author:Sara Suleri
