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- Magic Shoes from Nepal
Om explained to me in great detail how he had many times in the past secured an ounce or so of hashish under the insole of one or another of his esteemed guests here at his cinder block Taj Mahal and off they went on their merry way. by Morderchai Zoltan | Frankfurt, Germany; Goa & Mumbai, India; Naudanda, Nepal; New York & Ohio, United States
- Smoking with the Chief
Like a warm hug sending shivers down my spine, the sickly sweet smoke meandered through my lungs, exploding into millions of tiny smiley faces raging through my bloodstream. by Morderchai Zoltan | Thailand
- Cuzco: Finding Hope in Unlikely Places
These streets were jagged, the people were beaten down by heat, and everything screamed of chaos. Despite all the commotion, I felt an inner peace from being in Cuzco. This discovery latched on to me and I have not let it go. by Megan Eileen McDonough | Cuzco, Peru
- Laughter and the Mekong
From somewhere inside came an impossible laughter, shrill and sustained for what seemed like a minute, something like childhood escaping into the day. The driver got out and the Laugh started to move, getting closer... by Brent Katte | Pakse & What Phu, Champasak, Laos
- Ancon: Giving in to the Freedom of Feeling of Powerless
I cannot fully describe the feeling of being so close to the water, lying on a cushioned surface, and staring up at nothing but sky and mountains. by Megan Eileen McDonough | Ancon, Peru
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