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A Great Miracle Happened Here (I finally moved)

Above this text you see a picture. A blarey, bright picture with funny gingham checked yellow curtains (not my choice), and a plate full of something, which you probably can’t quite make out. It happens that it’s my lunch. But not just any old lunch, a...

Summer Cleaning! A panoply of things!

A little summer cleaning. What with today being the ninth day of summer, and that having absolutely no relevance or significance to me, I would like to note the following: Thing one: I do not care how many times you tell me that humid heat is better than dry heat, it...

The keys to my castle in Buenos Aires

Now that I’m no longer in Buenos Aires, despite the occasional workstoppage which might have conspired to keep me there (and I don’t mean my own), I’ll tell you that it’s a lovely place to be, but the joy of being at home is not lost on me,...

I want to be in BA Buenos Aires, Big Apple

You know, the first time I came to Buenos Aires, it brought me a certain nostalgia for how I imagined New York was in the 60s, or maybe the 70s. It’s movida (hectic, active), there are buses (which they call colectivos, which is confusing since in Chile...