A Few Paragraphs on a Few Weeks

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In Punta del Este. An afternoon thunderstorm has dropped rain and the ubiquitous humidity onto this cluster of high rise hotels, condos and bling bling lining the sandy shores of Uruguay’s southeastern most point. I’m in an open air bar drinking piss beer and watching drips fall off of gaudy blue beach umbrellas onto vacant tables as people scuttle by on foot, bike, motorcycle. It will... Read Full Entry

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