The Road Diaries

by Kevin Carrel Footer
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Be That Person

Be That Person

by Kevin Carrel Footer On the subway the other day, there was a guy who was the first to applaud the musicians when their songs finished, who dug into his bag to give change to every artist who came down the aisle, who smiled inexplicably at the world around him. Amid...

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Big Guy with Earring: Brian Dessin Day

Big Guy with Earring: Brian Dessin Day

A Small Celebration of a Big Guy by Kevin Carrel Footer The stories came one after the other. In each he was accompanied by a different exquisite girlfriend: Prague, the 210 motorcycles he had owned, the lecherous rock ‘n' roll photographer, the train trip across a...

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My Cafes in Buenos Aires

by Kevin Carrel Footer I am sitting in the Puerto Rico Cafe on Calle Alsina. The blades of a ceiling fan are spinning above my head and the street door is open in the vain hope that either the hot air will be tricked out into the street or that passers-by will be...

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Looking for that Good Place

by Kevin Carrel Footer Many of us are looking for that good place, that place where we can rest without stagnating, reside without collapsing, stay put without betraying ourselves. Many of us, true to our nomadic origins, have wandered since birth, whether...

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The Harvest of These Few Days

by Kevin Carrel Footer While I am busy making an afternoon, the sun toasts the horizon and the moon's soft arrival in the blue sky reveals the night's approach. I type sporadically, lost in the post-coital bliss of the week's contemplation. Across my mind flash...

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The Circus Goat of the Epiphany

By Kevin Carrel Footer The last time I saw the circus goat, she was walking across a narrow plank three meters off the ground. She was not at all sure of her footing and her gold-fringed caparison was slipping indecently off to one side. She did it all led by a shrill...

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The Painted Remains of Rooms

City houses like city people do not stand alone. They prefer company, nestling shoulder to shoulder in parade formation as if in a pageant – which of course city life is. When they are demolished to make way for another apartment building, it is as if they have broken...

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Desdemona’s Children

Once the tide receded, we could walk several kilometers out to sea. It is an eerie feeling because you know the water is out there still and will soon return. The sand was hard and smooth under our strides and pocked by small ponds here and there where fish paddled...

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The Agony of Pepe Pavan

The Agony of Pepe Pavan

by Kevin Carrel Footer It had been a night of camping in the rain in the countryside and I had promised the women a hot cup of coffee in the morning. I had not counted on it being so difficult to fulfill my promise. But country towns on the Pampa have more in common...

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