Category Archives: Feature: Long form
The perils of being an “improper” journalist in Ukraine
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“They want journalists to tell only one story – their story.” Continue reading
The countryfication of New York City
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NYC seems finally to have turned to its own backyard for fresh culture to cannibalise. Continue reading
The invisible ones: Growing up blind in Russia
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Russia is not a comfortable country for the disabled; from my perspective, it can seem downright unfriendly. Continue reading
Remaking Kigali: A 21st century Rwanda built by Rwandans
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The battle between foreign and local in the rebuilding of post-genocide Kigali. Continue reading
The second tsunami
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“It’s like a ticking bomb that’s going to go off who knows when. It will be like a second tsunami,” Dr. Sukma said. Continue reading
The uncertain future of Ukraine’s illegal mines
When the coal is finally exhausted — and mined at its current rate, it will be soon — what will people in Torez do? Continue reading
North Korean defectors: Escaping the reign of Kim Jong-Il
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Listening to South Korean radio is considered a grave offense in North Korea – a crime worse than murder. Continue reading
On Backpacks and Babies: An Auto-Cartography
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Two dozen countries, perhaps a million miles, and here I am. I am thirty-two years old. I am married. I have a two-year-old son, and I am eight months pregnant. Continue reading
Bones surfacing in the dirt, thirty years later
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Confronting the past in Cambodia. Continue reading
The Making of a Polish-American Club Star
I, a graduate of the Shepherd School of Music – one of the more conservative music conservatories in the United States – have become a club star in Poland. Continue reading
The Oldest Trick In The Book
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Lauren was trying to get inside this story with metaphors and descriptions of abstract concepts, sort of swirling in an emotional whirlpool around the story instead of getting into the thick of it. Continue reading
Peru Plate by Plate
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And so sometimes without even stopping to drop off bags, we fight for a table, order a round of beers and watch as the table heaps with ceviche, causa, chicarrones. I always start with causa de pulpo al olivo. Continue reading
Photo Essay: Anatomy of a South African Riot
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I rustled myself from sleep and rushed to the lone paved road skirting the northern edge of Riemvasmaak. The people had begun rioting to protest a lack of service delivery. Continue reading
“Makoo Floos, Makoo Nee-itch” And Other Hits From Baghdad 2009
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Part I At first, there were two villas. DeBritish, as the Iraqi maids called him, was the boss of both. The protection business was his. He made the deals and everyone had a job thanks to him. At the New … Continue reading

