Khachapuri and Rave
I have no idea who the people next to me are. I can’t see anything but the outline of humans. I can smell them. The dancing heap of dissolute egos.…
I have no idea who the people next to me are. I can’t see anything but the outline of humans. I can smell them. The dancing heap of dissolute egos.…
Both the spring and I arrived quietly to Rua dos Fanqueiros of Lisbon’s Baixa Chiado. We brimmed over the cusp of the midnight that delineated us from winter’s end. The…
This is, without a doubt, one of the best times to be alive. We live longer. We’re subject to less violence. We live in cleaner, more prosperous cities, and enjoy…
Beyond the café window, there’s a young girl squeezing her schoolbooks between her clasped arms. Her round glasses sit low on her nose, and her long brown hair swings from…
In 1919, Germany was a shadow of its former self. Its rise to great power status after a string of intoxicating Prussian-led military victories came to an abrupt halt during…
In an era dubbed by simple-minded journalists as “post-Trump America” or “the age of Brexit,” claiming to be a “global citizen” is synonymous with being cosmopolitan. That, however, is dangerously…
It’s summertime in Sofia. Young Bulgarians are out at the park beside the National Theater, sitting on benches, drinking beer and talking deep into the night. On the eve of…
The sun sets on the horizon, tickling the sea before an apricot spread in the sky. The boats undulate with the waves, rocking in the harbour, and Hanna watches the…
A storm had brewed over Corfu Isle Thunder roared with the sounds of revolt Moods had fashioned this weather a while, All that was needed was a bit of a…
As an American that moved to Austria, I had been wanting to read C. E. Miedler’s book for some time. From what I knew of the book it was about…