As I loaded my car with bags of food, transitioning to a house-sitting gig on the other side of the city, I saw an elderly, homeless woman..

A rat, brazen, fat, unafraid, nibbles on a treat in a patch of gnarled grass. It’s a children’s playground quarantined behind iron bars at..

A madman sits beside me at Starbucks. He’s sitting in the seat I want to sit in. My usual seat. I came here to work on a script about a madm