MAPUTO — In Mozambique’s bars and street stalls, the tipple of choice nowadays is a cold “Impala” — a beer made from cassava rather than barley that is fast capturing
New York City’s giant Halloween Parade brought thousands to the streets Saturday to celebrate the ghoulish and spooky — from Donald Trump to witches; from bacon to a pervert in training.
The cry of roosters drowns out the roar of engines beneath a Bangkok flyover as all eyes are trained on two sparring birds, a bloody, high stakes battle in a country where cockfighting is big business.
FOR A VERY long time, death was a highly elusive and frightening thing to me. When people I knew died, I was hugely puzzled by how it worked, and scared because I didn’t know exactly what to feel. Are we to be saddened because they’re gone, or just be okay because they’d moved on to another existence?