Pacing the Halls

I’ve paced the halls of Methodist Hospital daily for two months. Nothing would function without recent immigrants, constantly cleaning.

A Narrow Mind

Cycled to Lake Minnetonka. A man reinforced my preconceptions of white suburbs by telling me about “those Muslims.”

American Dream/Fine Beer

American dream. “Behold a beer truck appeared unto us.”A fine local brew from the son of immigrants from Pakistan.