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Last summer; or Life and Dreams in a Small Caucasus Town
Sighnaghi in the Mist I served in Georgia, the Republic nestled in between the Greater and Lesser Caucasus Ranges, touching on Chechnya and Russia to the north and cradling the Black Sea to the West,...
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The Night the Russians Attacked
I was conked out, an overdose of Nyquil. Yes, this is already old hat to you. You already know, I was serving as a Peace Corps Volunteer in the Republic of Georgia, blah blah. But maybe what you...
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If I Die Before I Wake…
When we got there, he turned off the ignition. Together, we took in the sight of the refugee center. One year ago, I had been here. One year ago, it had been a school. My teens whispered in...
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Left Field and No-Man’s Land
Desert land. Stretching far beyond the eye can see, the rising haze playing games with your perception. That’s what much of Jordan and Israel are like. So what’s the great danger in these harsh...
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