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Οι Ενοχές της Επόμενης Μέρας μού Καταστρέφουν το Ξενύχτι
Όσο μεγαλώνω, τόσο περισσότερο άγχος νιώθω μετά από μια έξοδο ως το πρωί.
Λευκορωσία: Η Tελευταία Δικτατορία της Ευρώπης
H μάχη για την ελευθερία του λόγου σε μια μετα-σοβιετική δικτατορία.
Η Ζωή μου ως Αλκοολική
Όταν έχεις πραγματικό πρόβλημα εθισμού στο αλκοόλ, έχεις μόνο δύο επιλογές: ή το «κόβεις» ή πεθαίνεις.
Remembering the 2003 Blackout, My Most Shameful Night
While every resident of the eastern United States and Canada dealt with adversity on the night of the blackout, I dealt with an additional, more secret, more shameful challenge that I still haven’t fully processed close to a decade later.
World Peace Update
This week's World Peace Update doesn't veer too far from its default distress curve on the bruised and bloodied axes of planetary suffering: some Slovenians got really angry with their government, a group of Tunisian protesters were blinded, and the...
LES in the Dark
The city felt so pervasively absent that it seemed to defeat the idea of taking any kind of aim. Maybe a Manhattan without light in a sense already is photography? I tried to cooperate.
It Was Halloween in the Lower East Side on Wednesday
Bonfires burning bright, pumpkin faces in the night. I remember Halloween. This Halloween, I DJed at Lit, one of the few bars with electricity below 38th Street.