All of the quirky rules and formalities here give a sense that people are doing the same things -- in the same places -- that they have been done for centuries. This is precisely what I find so fascinating about this country.
I felt a sudden deep pang of homesickness and, before I knew it, I had tears streaming down my face. Some of the enormity of what I've done seemed to dawn on me in that moment and I felt a very long way from home.
Historically, we have been exceptionally generous in our willingness to save the rest of the world -- but now it is time to revisit our priorities at home with clarity and determination. It is time to fix America first.
What were two truffles doing in a dolls' bed, snuggled together, upper bodies resting upon a tiny red bolster in the window of Belle'occhio? It should have been obvious, I suppose, the male was smoking a glowing cigar.
What of the sway of Persian, or for that matter, any other language in today's world? It is language capable of 'selling' to an increasingly aware world-population that will be triumphant in the 21st century.