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Everyone’s a cartographer

Before I start this post, you should know that not only am I a terrible navigator (rendering me nearly useless as a copilot, though I will keep you supplied with snacks), I am also not a particularly good artist. There’s a funny aside here about how when someone...

I’ve been censared. Censused? Incensed? Chile Census 2012

Earlier this year, Chile looked at its watch and realized, heavens, it’s been a long time since we counted our people. I wonder how many of us there are now? And what their floors are made of. And whether or not they compost. So they suited up many, many...

Lost in space, Neoyorquina no more?

My family has experienced what I consider the great eastward migration, since the beginning of its existence in the United States. On my father’s side, I know they arrived before 1911, as my grandfather, who was born in that year, was born in this country...