First bus ride alone
Sample memory from Ada’s archive
1983 · curious
I counted every stop to the library. The librarian stamped my card like it was a passport. That afternoon I decided stories could take you farther than any highway.
Sample memory from Ada’s archive
1983 · curious
I counted every stop to the library. The librarian stamped my card like it was a passport. That afternoon I decided stories could take you farther than any highway.