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My First Goth Y’All

It is a mistake to write this essay. My neck has gotten an origami treatment from an airport terminal chair that is designed to look comfortable to anyone bereft of information about the design of chairs. I have been awake for twenty-five hours, with twelve more on deck.

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Harmattan Bow Waves and Other Discontents

To market, to market, to buy a fat pig… Well, not exactly. But I bet you could, if you went to the Lucas de Galvez market. We’d been advised, and directed, and cajoled, and practically suborned to visit the Lucas de Galvez market in Merida by pretty much

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The Mexican Lost and Found

We were droopy. Sunburned a bit from a sojourn to Sisal the day before. Still exuding a hint of cervezas from our pores from the night before that. My wife suggested something less than a plan. Take a nap, and then go to La Ermita barrio again on

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Italiano Got the Sleepy Eye

The intertunnel didn’t always suck pond water. All sorts of people used to contribute all sorts of things to it. It wasn’t a rigged game yet. It was lively and wide open. Guys like Claudio would close their bedroom door and do their best with their webcam blinking

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Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere

I guess I am required to tell you about La Ermita. We have scampered over its brick pavers, risked lightning bolts by entering its ancient church, wandered its quiet streets, and desolated the provisions in its bakery, served by a true cinnamon girl. I’ll tell you about it,

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The Boy on a Dolphin, Grown Older and Wiser

I met a traveler from an antique land. He was riding a Dolphin. No, really. He was the type of philosopher who used to drop a flag when he met you. He spoke no English — he said. He did not lie. I don’t think his interior regions

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Greatest Hits

Bits of my life pulled out and flung on the Internet floor

Sippican’s Greatest Hits: Hostile Workplace

In a previous life, I supervised the construction of commercial buildings — filling stations, convenience stores, restaurants — that sort of thing. After a short

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Bits of my life pulled out and flung on the Internet floor

It’s Not Ordinary

There’s a moment just before the dawn in western Maine. It’s not ordinary. You have to have a view of it. The valley tumbles in

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Sagas and Compilations