The Magpie Society
Somewhere along a cobblestone alley in Lisbon, with the scent of blooming wisteria in the air and the hum of Portuguese conversation floating past us, I realized something beautiful: we were all becoming magpies.
Somewhere along a cobblestone alley in Lisbon, with the scent of blooming wisteria in the air and the hum of Portuguese conversation floating past us, I realized something beautiful: we were all becoming magpies.