|5.5 x 34.4 x 3 cm|
So Frani and I were walking down some street in Providence, Rhode Island, 1995. I saw this glorious old ledger sitting in a trash pile. I remember dashing toward it, being so excited at the find. I also remember Frani kind of laughing at me, saying like 'what the hell are you going to do with an old ledger?'
I can almost smell that event, one that happened in the middle of a busy world around us; and even though we were in fact in the middle of a busy world, there seemed just three things on the earth at that moment: me, Frani and this old book.