São Paulo: Liberdade and Beco do Batman

Liberdade was known as Campo da Forca (Field of the Gallows) until the late 19th century, and was an area reserved for the execution of slaves and convicts. Death was considered the only path to liberty (liberdade) for slaves. [....] The Japanese presence in the neighborhood begun [sic] in 1912. One of the reasons for… Continue reading São Paulo: Liberdade and Beco do Batman

São Paulo: Avenida Paulista Sunday Street Festival

I counted my years and discovered that I haveless time to live going forward than I have lived until now.I have more past than future.I feel like the boy who received a bowl of candies.The first ones, he ate ungracious,but when he realized there were only a few left,he began to taste them deeply.Mário de… Continue reading São Paulo: Avenida Paulista Sunday Street Festival

Response Letter to a Friend

Dear Friend, Greetings! First, thank you for taking the time to handwrite me a letter—to receive a written correspondence nowadays is such a rarity. You could have easily emailed, texted, or instant messaged me, but you opted for the more old-fashioned mode of communication, and I appreciate that. Second, congratulations on your nuptials! I am… Continue reading Response Letter to a Friend

My Days in Beijing #ThrowbackTrip

I am currently in the Midwest staying at my mother and step-father's place. One of my goals while back in the US was to hunt down my back-up hard drive that I stashed in their basement storage room. On this drive are all the digital photos that I took ever since I made the switch… Continue reading My Days in Beijing #ThrowbackTrip

Conansday in Dublin (Aon)

I wanted real adventures to happen to myself. But real adventures, I reflected, do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad.James Joyce, Dubliners It's easy to fall in love/ It's easy to be alone/ It's easy to hate yourself/ when all your love is inside someone elseLittle Green Cars, "The… Continue reading Conansday in Dublin (Aon)

“As I Was Riding the Escalator”

at Lagoona Mall, I thought I saw you.I was calmly resting against the rail inured to care in the daze of retail.Then a slender black skirt came into view,climbing the stairs, hurrying to get through.My eyes followed the advancing femalewhen her head turned, and a face stern and paleglanced at me like somebody she once knew...… Continue reading “As I Was Riding the Escalator”