Kapuscinksi uses his love for the Roman historian to filter the follies of contemporary upheavals and civil wars.
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She played pretty poison to his Napoleonic airs, two dandies in Manhattan. Off they went to Paris.
From My Mother’s Sleep
The air force man lived alone in a mossy apartment that smelled of the aging miscellany of unkempt fruit.
Miner
Imagine a Polish pope wearing a miner's hardhat. But no, popes don't do that. Can't happen.
The Skim
In Rome, irresponsibility and opportunism are interchangeable.
Awesome America
To appreciate America’s self-involved gusto — its “great hugeness,” as Jack Kerouac once put it — means accepting ruined attention span.
Berry, Berry Good
Pick with thumb and forefinger, twisting slightly so that the berry rolls off into your hand.
Dog in catlands
Facing cats, Bella struck a pose, bared her cute, teeny teeth, and claimed her turf.
The Better Butter
If eating forearm-length strips of pure white pig fat sounds like bad, think again.
Post-proposal issues
Men may bring home the bread in this family, but the women run the show.
Legends of the fall
Walk into any restaurant in October and you see chefs and patrons adjusting to autumn's harvest.
The Internet Connection
All I wanted was Internet. Not naked people. And I wanted to pay.