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We talked about the previous day’s flooded streets after a six-hour downpour. When he heard the early morning news of deluged manholes and waterlogged thoroughfares, he decided to forgo driving and to just stay home. He returned…
We had come from an appointment in the interior, which took up most part of the evening. Seeing that we had no ride, a friend offered to ferry us to where we could find public transportation without…
Francois Boucher’s painting, “Saint Peter Attempting to Walk on Water,” comes across as an odd man out. Boucher, a French rococo painter who lived in the first half of the eighteenth century, built his reputation as a…
Not too long ago, the wife and I spent a weekend at my sister and brother-in-law’s beach property on the western side of the island. We took a long, winding road that crossed the mountains, passing by…
Whenever I open the door of our little garden house, I see weeds in between the cement tiles that we had put in at the patio. We had filled up the space between tiles with gravel, but…
Here I sit in a restaurant at the airport. My flight is seven hours away. In the restaurant, I picked a corner where ensconced in a sofa I could stay undisturbed for seven hours. On the table…
In 1953, Nikos Kazantzakis published a novel entitled, “The Greek Passion.” It is set in the 1920s, towards the end of the Greco-Turkish war. The village of Lycovrissi, which lies inside Turkey, holds a live Passion play…
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