The kids that break your heart
Filing photos is an emotionally taxing task. It’s not easy flicking through the faces of kids who have been…
Stuff that doesn’t make sense
I count the days till I go home and they are too many and yet too few. I think…
Dry and cold in La Paz
Seca y fría. Dry and cold. No, I’m not describing La Paz (though I could be). I’m describing…