Dearest readers, we don't know if we've shoved it down your throats enough yet but..IT'S SPRING. That means the stoop-kid sidewalks are full and the bicisendas ...
“Definitively, this not a love poem. It is an invitation to go back to choosing ourselves.” –Ines Ripari
Last night I wedged my way into a spot on the floor,...
The thing about this city is that the amount of art available for you to support and consume is almost overwhelming. The community of artists expands at such a ...
Monique hails from the promised lands of Canada and has been captivated by the Buenos Aires empty apartment makeshift-Fernet-and-Coke-bars with living rooms-turned-band venues for quite some time. She has an affinity for words with a good mouth feel, old school post-cards, and dunking medialunas into her coffee.
