He lived a quiet life here, and would probably be a more obscure figure today if Stalin had simply left him alone. Then again, Stalin didn’t leave anyone alone.
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You can find something to eat everywhere in Mexico City. And if you can’t find it, give it a minute and it’ll find you.
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Oaxaca, in my first experience, felt like a city that was usually quiet. The old aqueduct, the beautiful colonial church, the brightly painted buildings on cobbled streets. The town seems right out of a Yankee tourist brochure. In July, with …
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I didn’t have a hangover, but I wasn’t going to miss this classic redeemer of those who regret the night before.
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My latest piece for Waxwing Literary Magazine is on Hurray for the Riff Raff’s amazing singer Alynda Lee Segarra.
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A quick stop in a city that has slowly become one of my favorites.
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My story “On the Trail of Jack London” was chosen for a Solas Award back in February, and the publication that does the awards, Traveler’s Tales, is publishing it twice this week.
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For as long as I’ve known him, my friend John has brewed beer. But lately, he’s been steadily moving out of the “guy who makes beer” category and into the category of “brewer.”
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My good friend K has recently entered the blogging arena, and will be posting about her experiences from the back of a motorcycle, the view and the ride and the experience of being a passenger in the best way possible.