Bendicio Man Having seen Bendicio (Blessing) man several times in different cities, I asked what he was about. He answered: “Love” . . . in at least eight languages. He took time to tell this silly tourist type scurrying across Mexico City’s grand Reforma–patterned after the Avenue …
MysteryShrink Short Broke and Stupid in the Houston Bus Terminal The first time I was in a bus station was on a hot Houston morning that marked the end of a months-long ridiculous marriage. All I could think about was how badly I’d messed up. And messed up in a …
You Need a License to Eat Here? MysteryShrink Mexico Short Sonia, a new university friend, and I settled into a high-backed, carved wooden booth at the Gran Ancira Hotel Bar. Monterrey, Mexico, was the first night on our Freedom Trip adventure. The day before Sonia had pulled her application with …
