Standing beneath The Angel of the North, my daughter gazes up at the towering figure as a Venus glows in the evening sky. This moment—both earthly and celestial—captures the intersection of memory, place, and the stories we carry with us.
Read MoreStanding beneath The Angel of the North, my daughter gazes up at the towering figure as a Venus glows in the evening sky. This moment—both earthly and celestial—captures the intersection of memory, place, and the stories we carry with us.
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