Reflections

November 8, 2019

I often find myself wandering the mental map of a city, but there are moments when the mind demands a different kind...

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November 8, 2019

I am thinking of the market stalls in La Paz, where the air is thin and smells of frying dough and burnt...

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November 8, 2019

I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf. It’s a task I’ve put off for months, mostly because I hate deciding...

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