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When I parked the car two streets away from the address marked on the map, I took the paper into
When I parked the car two streets away from the address marked on the map, I took the paper into
Airports are places of transition. Some people arrive, others leave, and in between, small stories unfold that no one notices
There are places that eventually acquire a meaning no map could ever record. Places we return to not only because
There are seemingly ordinary encounters that end up leaving a mark that is difficult to explain. Distinguished Visitors was born
A single moment can be enough to change the course of a life. In this excerpt from Between Asphalt and
Five languages. Five doors into the same story. Between Asphalt and Incense continues to cross borders. Its editions in Spanish, German,
I am very happy to share that the English edition of Between Asphalt and Incense: A Journey from Risk to
There are days when it seems as though the whole world has conspired to close every window around us. Outside,
There are moments when an insignificant setback is enough to completely alter the way we perceive everything around us. The