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The Breath

It rained without pause, as if the sky were trying to wash everything clean. Doña Rufina walked barefoot along the steep path, through a night that dragged everything along with it. She had walked all the way from Grifo Alto carrying a lamp wrapped in cloth. The river...

Fallen from the Sky

At 9:07 p.m. on April 23, 2019, in Aguas Zarcas de San Carlos, an uninvited visitor fell from the sky. It entered the planet on a steep trajectory at 14.6 km/s—roughly the equivalent of traveling from San José to Cartago in the blink of an eye. In the La Caporal...

Wearing the Trace of Time

. On a sunny morning, Greivin makes his way down to the Madre de Dios River with a sack slung over his shoulder. He is not alone: Jurgen, Memo, and I follow behind, trying to keep up as he moves forward with the enviable ease of a campesino, first through the...

The Journey of Blue

After several hours on the road, we reach Río Celeste, on the slopes of Tenorio Volcano. We protect ourselves from the downpour with plastic rain ponchos sold by some boys at the park entrance. The rain stirs up a smell of sulphur and wet tropics that fills the air....

Widening the world again

I’m standing in line at a supermarket in San José. In front of me, a woman is pushing a cart with a massive box inside: a television. When it’s her turn to pay, she smiles and says to the cashier: “It’s great that Black Friday now lasts all of November.” As she walks...

In Praise of Resistance

I walk with Fernando and Jessica through the halls of the Federated College of Engineers and Architects of Costa Rica, in Curridabat. We arrive at a small central courtyard where a luminary shines, intact. It is an object that shows the refinement of another century....