Cities only differ in their local color. In a sense, once you have been to one city, you have been to all.
As we enter the “danger zone” of old age, we may consider adopting some other life perspectives.
“C’est une maison bleue. Adossée à la colline. On y vient à pied, on ne frappe pas ceux qui vivent là, on jeté la clé” Máxime Leforestier (‘San Francisco’)
“Use what talent you possess: the woods would be silent if no birds sang except those that sang best”. Henry Van Dyke.
A beautiful world, the one we live in, indeed. But only to some extent. Luckily.
What can a visitor of Cincinnati, Ohio, do in that city on a Wednesday afternoon?
Your victories are our victories!. But make no mistakes: we don’t take your victories -or your defeats- too seriously.
Crowds: hordes of people with a mysterious, often opaque, way of self organization.
No matter what, nobody can take away the dances you have had!
After a night of bar hopping and some drinking action, a steamy plate of this chili brings you back to life. A tested hangover cure!