The pop-up will be there till April. Mai tu liao!

This white falcon rare and gaison, This bird shineth so bright.

“Welcum to McCaufreys, Billy Dean” he says. “Make yorself at home & hav a pie.”

[T]he gladness I have felt in France on a Sunday, or decadi, which I caught from the faces around me, was a sentiment more truly religious than all the stupid silliness which the streets of London ever inspired where the Sabbath is so decorously observed.