Two things there are a lot of on this small island: stone and wrought iron. And lots of places have both. Like this government building, graceful in its arches, forbidding in its gated fence.
Seeing these spikes, I am reminded of a neighbor who plunged from a loft hammock onto something pointy on a table below. This happened in North Cambridge. A neighbor came to his rescue. I don't remember the details. But whenever I see spikes, I think of the hapless hammock mishap.
Seeing these spikes, I am reminded of a neighbor who plunged from a loft hammock onto something pointy on a table below. This happened in North Cambridge. A neighbor came to his rescue. I don't remember the details. But whenever I see spikes, I think of the hapless hammock mishap.
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