The Ukrainian
Since every platform on the internet is now apparently run by garbage humans, I've spent the last couple of days working on setting up a blog. Yes, a blog....
None of us are the same anymore, and some of us are dead
Last Monday, I took a hot shower, put on a wool hat, hopped into a rented car, and drove to the Walgreens in South San Francisco. I took a hot shower because...
Rua do Poço dos Negros
There is a street in Lisboa called “Rua do Poço dos Negros.” Roughly translated it means “Negro Pit Street,” or more honestly — that street where we dug the...