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I walked to the college today

I didn’t feel like seeing anyone today. It used to be all my old friends would hang out together every night in somebody’s crappy apartment or trailer and all I had to do to see everyone was show up at … Continue reading

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Traveling: What’s the point?

This is a question I asked myself on the night-train ride from Cairo to Alexandria, two hours north from where the Egyptian capital sits at the beginning of the Nile Delta up through the impoverished urban sprawl that stretches all … Continue reading

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Now I’m in Kansas…

I stood on a patch of grass at a truck stop where my Megabus driver took a break this morning around 8am. It felt so spongy. I realized I hadn’t stood on grass in months. It is sunny and warm … Continue reading

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Key bump for the Cause?

The FARC has for years funded its armed rebellion against the US-backed Columbian government with money from the cocaine trade, which depends on the massive demands from noses in the United States. Recently, the Shining Path guerilla army has resumed … Continue reading

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How I almost got drunk and voted for John McCain (part 2)

note: This post is long and talks a lot about politics, which ensures that almost no one would have read the whole thing had I not broken it up into two manageable portions. Read Part one here. The only thing … Continue reading

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How I almost got drunk and voted for John McCain (part 1)

note: This post is long and talks a lot about politics, which ensures that almost no one would have read the whole thing had I not broken it up into two manageable portions The brutality of Chicago winters is no … Continue reading

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Corrientes in smoke

The smoke left the city, so we forgot about the fire. For five days Buenos Aires swam in a gray plume sent by southward winds in from the campo, where towers of flames ripped through the brushland in Zárate and … Continue reading

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