Nobody speak. A Xinjiang journal.

Why coming here? I loathe the term dark tourism. Yet why am I here? I’m not an activist, a journalist, somebody with Continue reading →

The worst-named animal in the world.

As far as names are concerned, few animals have had it as bad as the Orca. Popularly known as “killer Continue reading →

Porteño portrait.

There’s only a way to define my desire to describe a community of 13 million people after visiting it for Continue reading →

Delirious Venezia.

Thirty-one years, all of which in possess of a passport marked “Repubblica Italiana”, and I had never been to Venezia. I Continue reading →

Marooned in Muscat

“How are you, brother? You look a little lost.” The young, tall Omani – immaculate in his neatly pressed green Continue reading →