My parents came to see us in Bulgaria awhile back. I was so psyched for them to see me in this world! We met them in Istanbul, our airport drama on a rooftop terrace overlooking the Blue Mosque instead of Sofia’s haphazard collection of hangars. My mom with her teary eyes, soft clothing and tan [...]
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Here we sit, Indian, okay Native-American style, on the couch, eyes shifting toward a floor that needs sweeping and unshaved limbs that plead for a good run to wake them up. With every sideways glance at the counter, I think I might see the cock-roaches making their way toward the still-open muesli, but then I [...]
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