Rwanda

Flashmob of 1

Yesterday I was waiting for a friend in town, and I couldn’t bear the thought of sitting at Bourbon Coffee just to bide time…

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The Rwandan catwalk

The eye of the beholder, it turns out, isn’t the easiest of standards. The beholder can be so…complicated. I found myself in Butare last…

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O, cruel irony!

I lost my favorite item of clothing–despite my whiny lust for things that sparkle, it is just a blue t-shirt, now pretty well worn–somewhere…

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