tyler durden lives at 420 paper street, wilmington, delaware.
margo roth spiegelman refers to the sprawling metropolis of orlando, florida as a “paper town”.
…look at all those cul-de-sacs, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too.
google defines “paper street” as a road that may appear on a map but doesn’t actually exist.
i’ve always found a strange comfort in the phrase. who we are on paper doesn’t earnestly represent who we are in reality. the degrees on my wall are more or less expensive wallpaper. the texts and tweets i compose don’t reflect the full depth of my thoughts.
yet, as a writer, paper has been, is, and will always be my greatest medium. so came the thought – why not showcase the parts of me and the people i know that live beyond the page?