In the Borderlands

The adrenaline rush of rebooking sustained me well into my flight out of JFK to Paris. I slept a bit on the plane, but by the time I hit the ground at Charles de Gaulle I was starting to drag and could feel the wall coming at me. Try as I might, the fatigue of […]

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The Magicians of Sin City

I stepped out into the muted, pale pink morning of the Las Vegas Strip in an effort to earn my steps for the day, a steaming paper cup of cappuccino warming my hand, the occasional glug of it burning deep into my throat and chest. A sporadic runner hurried past along the glittering sidewalk, panting, […]

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