hunting season: on finding an apartment in lyon

I shouldn't even be writing this. I have work to do. Less than two weeks ago, we packed a car-full of belongings and came to Lyon for Victor's new job at Corning: the latest development in a year where the only constant is change. Our things are now scattered around three different lodgings on two continents, …

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from newlywed to retiree: on places, and what it means to love them

It's interesting what we block out when we dream of or anticipate a place. We must ignore the great unspooled ribbon of mind-numbing highway. The ugly big-box stores. The cloud cover that renders a day as colorless as a lump of pizza dough. Sometimes I think we reserve those kinds of stringent observations for home: to criticize what we are used to and tired of.

la culture populaire for the couch potato: lessons in french tv

I can't stand advertisements. I don't like being told what to tell my doctor. I roll my eyes at deus ex machina plot lines and groan at laugh tracks. I am a TV cynic. It's nothing noble. It's just that I would really really really rather read. I am grateful that my parents encouraged the …

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