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Life’s Tourist
[et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image _builder_version=”3.6″ src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/COSTANERA-9459-2.jpg” /][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.6″] 1. “I am a tourist in many world’s without belonging to any one of them,” she said. It is true that she moved in and out of a dizzying number of worlds. She mentioned extreme emotional situations she had been in as if everyone wandered in and out…
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Life is a Side Project
[et_pb_section bb_built=”1″][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image _builder_version=”3.0.106″ src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/04/DUST-5168-2.jpg” show_in_lightbox=”off” url_new_window=”off” use_overlay=”off” always_center_on_mobile=”on” force_fullwidth=”off” show_bottom_space=”on” /][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.106″ background_layout=”light”] We are sacrificed into this world. Not born. We give up something sacred and eternal when we come here, something excruciating to lose. Each of us takes a mortal form and with it the certainty of death. (And along the way…
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Let the Magic Begin Again
[et_pb_section bb_built=”1″ admin_label=”section”][et_pb_row admin_label=”row” background_position=”top_left” background_repeat=”repeat” background_size=”initial”][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/MOVEDIZOS-8694-copy-2.jpg” use_border_color=”off” animation_style=”slide” animation_duration=”500ms” animation_intensity_slide=”10%” animation_direction=”left” _builder_version=”3.5.1″ /][et_pb_text background_layout=”light” text_orientation=”left” use_border_color=”off” border_color=”#ffffff” border_style=”solid” background_position=”top_left” background_repeat=”repeat” background_size=”initial” _builder_version=”3.5.1″] It is Carnaval and out from the neighborhoods of Buenos Aires stream broken-down buses carrying murga troupes to outdoor stages around the city. The murgueros criss-cross the city during the…
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The Tango Singer on the Sidewalk
[et_pb_section admin_label=”section”][et_pb_row admin_label=”row”][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_image admin_label=”Image” src=”https://www.kevincarrelfooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/MILONGA-CARNAVAL-8061-3.jpg” show_in_lightbox=”off” url_new_window=”off” use_overlay=”off” animation=”left” sticky=”off” align=”left” force_fullwidth=”off” always_center_on_mobile=”on” use_border_color=”off” border_color=”#ffffff” border_style=”solid”] [/et_pb_image][et_pb_text admin_label=”Text” background_layout=”light” text_orientation=”center” use_border_color=”off” border_color=”#ffffff” border_style=”solid” text_font=”||on||”] Cucuza Castiello singing with El Cachivache Quinteto during Carnaval. Feb 2017 [/et_pb_text][et_pb_divider admin_label=”Divider” color=”#000000″ show_divider=”off” divider_style=”solid” divider_position=”top” hide_on_mobile=”on” height=”10″] [/et_pb_divider][et_pb_text admin_label=”Text” background_layout=”light” text_orientation=”left” use_border_color=”off” border_color=”#ffffff” border_style=”solid” text_font_size=”16″] [dropcap]W[/dropcap]ithin tango there…
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Like Swimming Through Night and Day
The pool where we swam belonged to Camille Durney, an older woman who lived with her ex-husband. The story was that they had once been married, he had left and years later, long after the divorce, he had asked to come back. And she had acquiesced. He was a sour sort and people often wondered…
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The Man Who Bought Me Records
The albums that I listened to in the night had come to me from Bill Bartley, a grammar school teacher who had taken a special interest in my education. I was in his class when I was ten years old but our friendship continued for years after that. I began by helping him with yard…