A Pipe Without Smoke is Fire

A Pipe without Smoke is Fire: The Architect of Possibility

A Pipe without Smoke is Fire: The Architect of Possibility

jb looked vintage. Kinda hip in this androgynous, timeless way. Lincoln meets Iris Apfel.  An anachronistic fashion icon. The top hat was felt. It was good material. 

He had a certain unshakeable sense about him- like an old boulder at the base of a mountain, immutable and seemingly forever. 

We looked at each other. A platonic silence hummed deep underneath an unnamed ocean. We were swimming in the dark pool of blind dates determined by an algo.