about books and places
About a year ago, when I was still living in Mexico City, a friend and I found ourselves in what seemed to be a small town in the middle of the city. It is not surprising to see this kind of thing here—think, for example, of Coyoacán or Tlalpan, actual towns that were at some... Continue Reading →
Books that made 2018 even better.
Exploring a city that preceded the Aztecs.
Five books that will get you through that long flight.
“Second-hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack.” —Virginia Woolf Aging and decay are characteristics that generally have a negative connotation. The first is a consequence of the passing of time; the second one,... Continue Reading →
flowers in the library 