when even the lizards come
new to Panama? if you want to find out who’s bloody and lying dead in the street throw down 35 cents and pick up a copy of la critica when you first hit town. but before you do, remember Nietzsche’s warning, “one does well to put on gloves … the proximity of so much uncleanliness [...]
Getting straight on the day of the dead
“prohibido chupar hasta la medianoche de hoy.” i stare back at the front page of today’s Mi Diario. “hasta la medianoche?” bastards. how’s the average gringo expected to remain sober until midnight? i’m just lucky i have weed. i ask a native why i can’t drink today. she tells me it’s “the way we show [...]
