what's the secret?

"I was sure this time too that I'd never hear from her again.  As I had the previous times, I made the firm resolution, at the age of thirty-eight, to fall in love with someone less evasive and complicated, a normal girl with whom I could have a relationship free of unexpected alarms, maybe even marry and have children.  But that didn't happen, because in this life things rarely happen the way we little pissants plan them."

Mario Vargas Llosa

The Bad Girl

the oft-melancholic life of the under-employed

Martin Parr that is.

the beautiful, and obscenely ornate, Palacio de las Aguas Corrientes.  built in 1887 to house the city's waterworks of all things, which begs the question: when did modern utility companies start believing that utilitarian architecture was the way forward?

otoño en palermo

trying in some small, albeit feeble, way to stick to one's roots

another entry into my ongoing series on simply awesome branding.  who amongst us wouldn't, after all, leap at the opportunity, whilst aimlessly wandering the vacant aisles of the supermarket late at night and minutes before closing, to get their hands on some barfy frozen meat?  available, i can only assume, in the frozen food aisles of Argentina's finer supermercados.