Santa Cruz de la Sierra, Bolivia. At Sir Francis Café, on Monseñor Rivero Ave., I ponder my inner struggle of wanting to belong, to find a place to feel at home. I am deep into my thirties and some of … Continue reading Fitzgerald and Hemingway had the Dingo Bar. We have the Marguerita Parlor.
I’ve fallen in love with the craft of his writing. His ability to get into the head of his characters and stay glued there, is impeccable. I found myself going back to the same chapters—as if these narratives were musical … Continue reading Santa Cruz de la Sierra: Where the Saints are Canonized