A Schadenfreude fantasy on a damp station platform somewhere in twentieth century England.

En un campo devastado por la guerra, donde el humo y los escombros cubrían la tierra, un trébol de cuatro hojas 🍀 se alzaba orgulloso, creyéndose invencible. Se burlaba de los demás tréboles de tres hojas,

Until very recently, when prominent US company CEOs became assassins’ targets, the popular imagination—particularly among those whose historical understanding is filtered through Hollywood’s lens—had almost

(Versión en español más abajo). Today I'm deviating a bit from my usual posts. I don't normally share my culinary adventures with such enthusiasm, but today I had to cook, and I ran into a slight shortage