By moving there, they change the equation—they add a layer of chic. The neighborhood becomes desirable, improves for everyone, but then...
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It's official. I'm turning into my mom. Plus the battle for abortion and why dykes have lost the plot of their own herstory.
"Seeing beauty is not obvious." A visit to the scrappy neighborhood of Saint Gilles in Brussels to visit crumbling art nouveau homes, then to the…
Finding my way to Rome. A struggling Macron, and links including a piece on anti-women feminism.
On fire, frites, and one of the most gorgeous plazas anywhere.
On socializing, deluded socialists, guns, and sex.
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In which I overcome my allergy to revealing ignorance, and embrace my true touron nature.
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One #lesbian grappling with shame during LGBTQ+ Pride Month.
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