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Images of Italy:
Genova
by Jackie Goyette
But then there are the other parts: a long
boulevard dedicated to palaces and galleries
that you might not have even found if you
hadn't turned the right corner, piazzas with
large, spouting fountains, frescoes painted
on random corners celebrating the patron
saint of this neighborhood or that one.
Genova is a place to be discovered, its food
to be savoured, its evenings to be spent
watching the sun set beyond the black and
white striped
duomo.
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Montreal Montage: A
Photojournal
by Catherine Skrzypinski
A
decade later, Montreal is still wrestling with
an identity crisis. The only ones to officially
depart Quebec are the Montreal Expos, seeking a
World Series ring south of the border in
Washington, DC. While most Montrealers are
blasé about the Expos' migration, there is
a small contingency paying homage to the
franchise with vintage jerseys and baseball
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Child's
Play in South Africa
by Tracy Villanueva
We reconnected with little Lindani
and Sbabalo to give them small presents. When
they saw the new tennis shoes, their faces
lit up and they sucked in their breath with
excitement. Joy is a universal expression;
they didn't have to tell me. I felt it,
too.Lindani threw his arms around my neck and
exclaimed, "Thank You!"
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Over
Sleeping Policemen into Sleeping
Volcanoes
by Lee Patton
After I’d missed one junction,
a gasoline attendant drew an elaborate
cardboard map of the immediate area. He
sketched cloverleafs with encouraging arrows
and names to watch for, and kilometers
between landmarks, and a blown-up impression
of his little cousin Rosita’s school in
Ajijic. I was surprised he didn’t
draw mermaids, dragons and “Terra
Incognita” at the bottom of his
masterpiece. more...
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Venice: After
Dusk
by K. M. DeBon
Tonight the bells of Piazza San
Marco
toll her calendars and remind me that
my own face shrivels in this dampness,
my thighs sink in folds, waves of flesh
around tired knees.
Venice is every woman.
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Bali: A
Photojournal
by Barrie Lie-Birchall
Because
of the small size of the island, almost every
area is accessible and every turn down any
road produces a delightful surprise - whether
it's a river with fast flowing rapids,
monkeys playing cheekily on the road, or a
view down into a ravine that suddenly rises
to a mountain or mountain range covered in
mist. It is no wonder then that the island of
Bali is referred to as 'Paradise
Isle'. more...
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