Faction Week
I spent all of last month in relative isolation, tucked away between Andes with a private chef on weekdays. Some detoxification must have occurred: After 20 years of smoking just about every day, I found cigarettes suddenly disgusting, and more than one glass of local red ale, fermented chica, or eucalyptus-infused pisco was about a half-glass too many …
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