Valparaíso is an abandoned beach house.  A deserted mansion inhabited by young, bohemian squatters. A late nineteenth century creation,...

Land of cranes and jackhammers.  Of chain-smokers, and taxi drivers that spend ten minutes snorting, and hocking before spitting out the wi...

They picked us up near the transparent square-foot glass tile that revealed the underground remains of Tenochtitlan.  The central cathedral...

Marseille tiene olor a puerto loco. I walk past a woman in a head-to-toe veil: a strange purple blob, like a cartoon ameba.  Behind her, ...

Managua is a filthy avenue of tree stumps, dirt clouds, and plastic trash.  The streets are the color of dusty feet in bright green shower ...