Monthly Archives: February 2008


Solidao, 1969. My father never got used to the taste of mint toothpaste. His appetite was robust and his stomach enviably strong, but there were three things that I knew always made him want to wretch: the smell or taste … Continue reading

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it’s the year of the rat

…which means it’s the year of New York. Be careful out there, little guys.

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