I was wondering this morning, sipping a mochaccino at a nearby café in Tlalpan’s main plaza, what to put together for today’s post. And as I checked the pictures of the last few days, there it was. A stroll in the streets of Mexico city. The above: last Saturday, in Tlalpan, Mexico city. “No tire…
At a restaurant in Tlalpan, Mexico city. July 2016. The restaurant is housed in an old colonial 17th-18th century house. A very nice setting. Notre-Dame. In memory of those killed and injured in Paris on November 13th last year. London, 2015. I can’t for the life of me remember the name of the place/museum. I…
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After returning from Paris last spring I set off to write a flurry of posts about all the glorious things I saw in Paris. One that stumped me however was about the Bataclan nightclub. I didn’t know how to write about it. We visited and saw that…
Mozart Requiem. Paris 2016. Dead snake. At our house in Conakry, Guinea, West Africa. C.1960. Snakes are very common in Africa. But somehow, every time we moved house, a snake would appear in the first few days. And be dutifully killed by the Cook. In that particular house, a few days before, Cook had killed…
If you’re going to San Francisco… make sure you go to Haight St. And Mission St, and 24th St… Plenty of street art for amateurs. There we go: Laureline (?) looking for Valérian on Haight St. Are you listening? I mean, really? Joplin, Hendrix, Garcia… We are grateful to those Dead. Thank you for the…
Somerset Maugham used to write his numbers “backwards”, German-style: six-and-twenty, sex und zwanzig. I don’t know if that was the rule in “oulde” english. Maugham had his heyday around the thirties. I’ve never read english numbers written so by anyone else. Regardless, here is Pot-pourri six-and-twenty. Fasten your seat belts. The above: “Global warNing”. Paris,…
He made us dance to the end of Love. He took a Chelsea Hotel to international fame. He bade farewell to all the Mariannes we knew. A pretty woman leaning in her darkened door cried to him. The Sisters of Mercy no longer wait for him. When they poured across the border he was cautioned…
Previously on Equinoxio: the Captain and crew are in therapy after the shock of watching the world’s worst haircut after Boris “Judas” Johnson win the election of the modern Empire. In a parallel universe, Mexico celebrated the Day of the Dead. Here is the remainder of a stroll among the Dead in Tlalpan, a borough…
Something died yesterday. Not too sure what it was? Hope? Freedom? Democracy? Common sense? Maybe a little bit of all. The sovereign people of America have put a sexist chauvinist crook at the head of the US of A. I’ve always thought that, given America’s impact on the entire world, foreigners should be allowed to…
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