Last December on a snowy, dark morning, I packed my bags and left my apartment in Nový Lískovec. My stint in Brno had finished, and I was going home to the Philippines.
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Postcards from the Museum of Communism in Prague
Politically irreverent. Fairly amusing. Possibly disrespectful. As a person who has been living in the Czech Republic for 5 months, I find them offensive. As an Ayn Rand reader, I find them apt. As a tourist, I find them funny. As a Filipino aware of the existence of the New People’s Army (NPA) in my…
Read MoreFirst Night in Bratislava: Pondering on Fear
“Remember, remember the 5th of November.” In the UK, Brits are exploding fireworks to commemorate Guy Fawkes and his attempt to blow up the Westminster Palace. Here in Bratislava, the fireworks are all in my head, and each time this happens, like Guy Fawkes, I fail at any attempt at revolution and change.
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The World is My Book 