Art & Culture

Style Du Monde: The Black Dress

Black, while frequently disregarded as a mere shade, boasts a symbolism as intricate as that of any color, rivaling only the multifaceted blue. 

The Season of Vytsotsky

Arriving with a smell of vodka, a haze of cigarette smoke, and the haunting voice of a man, piercing the air with raw, unbridled passion.

Under Siege

An all-American girl finds herself negotiating high-context relationships in Italy... all while wearing borrowed pajamas.

Viktor Tsoi

Revisiting Soviet Counterculture through the Visionary Eyes of Viktor Tsoi

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Guest at the Pub

Ivan Donev

A Modern Philosopher in the World of High Fashion

Nikolay Gunderov

"Neither Literature, Nor Theatre Could Exist Without Imagination"

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Life and Literature

Under Siege

An all-American girl finds herself negotiating high-context relationships in Italy... all while wearing borrowed pajamas.

On Solitude

A Marukami-style slipstream riff on the nature of solitude.

Long Live the King

Perhaps the most significant—and often overlooked—reason for Stephen King’s success is the heartwood of his stories. At their core, King’s novels are not about the monsters; they’re about the people.

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Travel & Adventure

Clam Diving in Karadere

This rhythmic pounding was in fact the first sign of trouble—the water was not calm, but rather choppy, dark, and taciturn...

Under Siege

An all-American girl finds herself negotiating high-context relationships in Italy... all while wearing borrowed pajamas.

To Catch a Thief in Casablanca

Arriving to Casablanca, I could not have known that it would be precisely here, in this place of cinematic myth, that I would participate in a film of my own, but of an altogether different sort and quite unlike the masterpiece of Michael Kurtis. And yet, for me at least, it was equally memorable.

Coastal Getaways: Shark Dive in Jupiter

There, about twenty feet away, was a large, bulky bull shark swimming directly toward me. It swam up from the depths, a calm specter who seemed purposeful… eager… hungry.

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Noteworthy

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Behind the Curtain

Wonka Wilder

The Lives and Parallels of Gene Wilder and Willy Wonka

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Poetry

Unapologetic

I am here. Unashamed of my crystalline skin - So thin that one can hear the howl of blood through my veins

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Style du Monde

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Bulgarian literature in translation

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Guest in the Pub - Bulgaria

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Short Stories

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