Category Archives: Israel

La vida es sueño

Posted on May 28, 2010 by avocadogrove

The morning was spendid, sunny, bright. They drank the scene with their eyes as they walked: the canals, the houseboats, the children going to school, the tall, blond men and women riding bikes, the streetcars, the Arabs selling trinkets and … Continue reading →

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Loco mosquito

Posted on May 16, 2010 by avocadogrove

– Do you mind my coffee breath? – I don’t mind your coffee breath. Come here. Lily had to stand on the tips of her toes to kiss Rulo, and she made it a deep one, thrusting her tongue deep … Continue reading →

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Endy story

Posted on May 11, 2010 by avocadogrove

That Sunday, over breakfast at the Bar Británico, Rulo told Lily that her birthday present would be having that old bastard Paez paint a portrait of her. They were supposed to be at his studio around 10 that sunny morning. … Continue reading →

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Furnace-hot 400 meter-per-second blast

Posted on May 5, 2010 by avocadogrove

So Iran finally lost it and threw a tantrum. A bad one, sinking several US and British ships in the Straits of Hormuz. Lobbing a couple nukes at Israel – turns out they were working on them the whole time, … Continue reading →

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LSD, Rothmans, cuts and bruises

Posted on May 2, 2010 by avocadogrove

The kids in the halls and the pipes in the walls// Make me noises for company// Long distance callers make long distance calls// And the silence makes me lonely Lost in the Supermarket (Strummer/Jones) The night in Tel Aviv is … Continue reading →

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It’s called happiness

Posted on April 30, 2010 by avocadogrove

The word “seedy” seems to have been created for a special kind of hotel, and the one in Athens definitely was one of them. For Raúl it was one more of a long series spanning many years, both before and … Continue reading →

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