Before the Lytton fire, I owned Klowa Art Cafe, a vibrant little coffeeshop that was lost to the fire.
Many of you are receiving this email because you signed up to Klowa’s newsletter in the months after the fire. But there was never a newsletter, not until now.
I wanted to be able to share, to tell you about my grief and hope and the way I was struggling to keep the idea of Klowa alive even after it burned down, but the trauma was too intense. I folded myself up in painful isolation, retreat.
Now, two years after the fire, I would like to tell you about it, little by little.