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Madame Vertu Takes a Walk

Along the Quai at Avenue Rapp, Madame Vertu began to worry. She worried that this walk was lasting too long; lately she had taken to wasting time, wandering, heading off in a direction with no destination in mind. She has lived in Paris with her husband for twenty years. Their children are teenagers. Madame’s French [...]

The Beauty of Sopot

On the main street in Sopot, called Boharterow Monte Cassino, a man steps up to a trash can and, oblivious to the late-afternoon walkers in this pedestrian mall, unzips his pants and pees into it. He is one of several men staggering around town, red-faced and filthy, nearing the end of another alcoholic day. A [...]

I No Crazy

I first saw Jorge, as I later learned was his name, in a party store next to my Spanish hotel in Havana. I guessed that he was in his late twenties–slight and looking not at all, to my way of thinking, Cuban. His brown hair was neatly clipped and his clothes were baggy and old [...]

Borrowed Children

In summer, the aunts and uncles traded children, and like exchange students we packed our little suitcases to spend a week in a new home. All the aunts and uncles had children, except Cecelia and Arnold, who were, nevertheless, carefully included in this exchange program, and all of us cousins prepared ourselves for the time [...]

The Christmas Drink

Every Christmas Eve, my Polish grandmother would walk out to the barn in mid morning and fetch a handful of straw to put under the tablecloth for good luck. With that, Babcia, as we called her, tied on her flower-print apron and began preparing a meatless supper of twelve courses including cheese-filled pierogi, beet barszcz, [...]