At that time Bogotá was a remote, lugubrious city where an insomniac rain had been falling since the beginning of the sixteenth century... In the streetcars and public urinals there was a melancholy sign. "If you don't fear God, fear syphilis." Gabriel García Márquez
A life in Colombia
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Bogotá: Literary City?
New Year is a weird time, isn’t it? A forcible measure of happiness – whether you’re anxious about the next 12 months or saying a thankful goodbye to the old ones; whether you’re celebrating what you have achieved or are excited about what you will; whether you move lightly from one year to the next […]
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