But out of sight of land, human time vanished, and human geography with it. Evelyne loved that, beyond anything else she’d ever loved: the feeling that the globe was still mostly unknown, mostly unknowable. That she was in the middle of life, while still being nowhere at all.
But out of sight of land, human time vanished, and human geography with it. Evelyne loved that, beyond anything else she’d ever loved: the feeling that the globe was still mostly unknown, mostly unknowable. That she was in the middle of life, while still being nowhere at all.
