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The Zapata Tales
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Life of a multicultural couple on a backstreet of Pátzcuaro, Michoacán, Mexico
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In the Har-Deen
About 90 minutes before darkness, we´re in the yard. Jardín in Spanish, sounding more elegant, kinda British with a Latino edge.Jardín -- note the accent mark. Har-deen, you must say.So, here we are alone in the Har-deen, taking advantage of the s...
Pirate ship sails
Our version of the Virgin hits the streets of Pátzcuaro.She´s 400 years old, made of corn paste, and she rarely steps out.The locals spruce up, act pious, and some participate in a night parade even though one might argue they aren´t likely to...
Sword of Damocles
The Eggman left a parting gift: a blade, the Sword of Damocles. It now dangles keen-edged above Felipe´s silver-tressed noggin, held up by filaments of smoke and irresponsibility.Here´s the deal: The Eggman wanted a child to play with, so he found...
Falling leaves
(This is a rerun from a few years ago. It´s still apt.)The leaves are falling on the Plaza Grande in Patzcuaro, so autumn has arrived again.Sitting at a coffee shop, we see a raggedy man sweep the plaza with a huge palm frond.Passing on the sidewalk...
Flying diamonds
December debuted weird. Normally a sunny month, a trend that continues into January, February, through Springtime really.As we pulled back the bedroom drapes after dawn, we were sucker punched with gloom. It was drizzling. This simply is not done in ...
Spell on the plaza
We´re listening to a priest, who´s droning musically in the church over our left shoulder, a Mass with a microphone.It´s yesterday, Sunday, 5:30 p.m. on our big, tree-filled barrio plaza, and we´re sitting solo on a steel bench.The congregation d...


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