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Celebrating la chilenidad, bearshapedsphere style.

It is September 18th, tikitiki ti, and I should be out drowning in chicha and heaving under a giant plate (or strangely, handfulls) of meat, but instead I am tidying the house, hanging laundry on the line (more decently dressed than in the past, as I have recently...

Santiago protests, sadness rushes in

Imagine for a minute if you will your metro station. Or your bus stop. Or your bike route. Where you leave your house, in your neighborhood, which you picked carefully because you liked it, felt good there, wanted to raise your puppies and plants in a place just like...