I sat down at my computer today to tell you how I walked around a favela, one of those notoriously impoverished, crime-ridden communities huddled on the hills of Rio de Janeiro. But I’ve changed my mind. Instead I’m going to tell you a story about a land far away – 5,800 miles to be exact.… [Read more…]
April 8, 2010
Death row was looking particularly tragic today. They stared at me with their black little eyes and eerily fierce expressions. I tried to look disdainful but probably ended up on the wrong side of indecisive. “What’s the matter?” my mother said, walking into the middle of the stand off. The matter? I think. The matter?… [Read more…]
April 7, 2010
I am fascinated by people who have a beautiful way with words. I guess there will always come a time when you need to be reassuring and when that time arrives – it’s best if you are one of those people who can make the world seem peaceful and at ease, in but a single phrase. You may,… [Read more…]
March 31, 2012
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