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Etienne Robert

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The Girl-Shaped Hope

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Confession #18 The Translator

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Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds

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On our Perhaps Misplaced Faith in The Cuckoo-Chirp Even if it Leads to God

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Confession #66 The Ogre

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07/08/202115/09/2021

Coma

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Memoro, Ergo Sum

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23/07/202114/10/2021

Confession #36: The Drag Queen

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08/05/202115/09/2021

Bunker Rats – Chapter 1: Mischief

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Love in the Time of Corona – A Squamish Hibernation

Love in the Time of Corona – A Squamish Hibernation

Rain. How quickly things become normal. How quickly damp and cold becomes simply the way a body feels. Winter in Squamish creeps into the soul with such subtle artistry. And sure, at first we keep the inner-fire alive, stoking the low flames with memories of sun, the smell of cooking earth, of winters spent in […]

Cuba 2020

Cuba 2020

Cinco pizzas por favor. I’m not sharing. Ceci can get her own. When I was a kid, or so my grandfather always reminds us, my brother & I would chuck full garbage bags against the garage door of his cottage and say that our utmost ambition in life was to become garbage men. And to […]

A Day in the Life of a Brusher

A Day in the Life of a Brusher

No one is a human being at 3am. Not party till dawn 3am. Tossing and turning, have to get up for work 3am. In the grips of withdrawal from a modicum of sleep you don’t even remember consuming, you drag on your threadbare button-up shirt. Wafts of laundry detergent and gasoline, drift in your stumbling […]

TranSierra Norte

TranSierra Norte

Take a swig of this, te va a rehidratar! The day is over, we’re in a rusty carcass on wheels sucking diesel. Through the dusty windshield ahead another miracle of engineering running on black smoke and buena suerte is transporting the bikes. I’m looking through the Gatorade bottle that’s being handed down to me, at […]

The Homeless Athletics Club

The Homeless Athletics Club

Blink once, Ceci is riding her mountain bike on the highest suspension bridge in the world on her way to her first Enduro World Series finish. Blink twice, Camille is running on a ridge at 2,450m in the snow on her way to finishing her first 60k UltraMarathon in 4th place. Blink one last time, […]

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