Category Archives: USA

Chicago people watching.

I have one camera – an old Olympus PEN – and two lenses. One long, and the other one a pancake. Yes, that’s as far as my technical knowledge will go and yes, two lenses is one set too many … Continue reading

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E.R., towers and life on the streets. Notes from Chicago.

When I was a teenager, activists from both ends of the political spectrum – the far left and the neo-Fascists – used to hand out leaflets outside my school. There was only one refrain that could have been copied from … Continue reading

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Amongst the Charlotteans, or how I smashed my own preconceptions.

The baggage of preconceptions and of prejudices that we’ve accumulated over the years is, in the vast majority of occasions, completely wrong: someone we assumed to be a twat will turn out to be a smart fellow, a dish we … Continue reading

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Stone, Glass and Steel

One of the best pleasures of my traveling life is to discover hidden gems, places that don’t figure in the usual Grand Tour of tourism and that, instead, ought to be. Charlotte, NC, is one such place. Before visiting, I had … Continue reading

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Beer and hot dogs vs tear gas and riot police. (Or the European who went to a game of baseball)

The man dressed in what could only be described like a gigantic, King-of-Hearts-shaped foam condom was rushing down the pitch, tailed closely by another one dressed in a similar costume depicting the Jack of Spades. A frantic commentary, worth of a … Continue reading

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