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La Virgen de Llamas

Hay dos maneras de pensar sobre la Virgen de Llamas por Chris Abani. A.) es una novela típica (y exagerada) escrito por un profesor izquierdista de la Universidad de California que se trata de la identidad, la sexualidad y la etnia. B.) es una...

Building Something Out of Nothing, But What?

The blue of the Las Vegas sky and the force of its sun never change throughout the day. It could be 8 a.m. or 6 p.m. Either way it's bright and hot as hell. The lego-like horizon of the strip stares over the rest of the city in a stupor of superiority, full of its VIP...

Tengo tres invitaciones abiertas a Brightkite para los que dejan los primeros tres comentarios en este post. (Pero tienen que vivir en Buenos Aires.) Hace años los futuristas nos avisaban que iba a llegar el día en que estamos caminando por la calle y...

[Translation] The change in Japan's record industry

Because it is interesting news in itself, and because I know that my friends Chris and Hanako are interested in blog posts about Japan in the non-Western world, here is my translation of a brief blog post by Mariano Amartino about the increasing profits by record...

Attention and Empathy

I'm in Houston International Airport, one of my least favorites, waiting for my delayed flight to Las Vegas, probably my least favorite city in the entire world. I left Buenos Aires filled with sweet sadness. There is so much that I'll miss. Here in Houston, having...

Atención y Empatía

Estoy en el Aeropuerto Internacional de Houston, uno de mis menos favoritos, esperando mi vuelo a Las Vegas, probablemente la ciudad que menos me gusta en todo la planeta. Me fui de Buenos Aires lleno de una dulce tristeza. Hay tanto que echaré de menos....