I love Philadelphia. It’s so small.

When you go out and actually do stuff, your picture can end up on the front page of someone’s blog. In this case, it was a blog that quite a lot of people read. I’m the one in the red scarf who can’t look at cameras. The mischievous one at my left shoulder is my roommate Kat, who writes about art.

A treat from Euclid:
line, n.: a breadthless length