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Accumulating Poo in Casco Viejo, Panama |
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For two weeks I adopted the job of walking my neighbors’ two
cocker spaniels, Kizzy and Ouija. Because the Los Cuatro Tulipanes hotel office
is practically next door, I found it no problem, even a bit flattering, that
they’d trust me with their two dogs, affectionately referred to as “the kids”.
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Introducing the Slow Cooker to Casco Viejo, Panama |
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Keenan had expressed interest in buying a slow cooker for
several weeks; the type of electric hotpot that could be prepared in the
morning with the necessary ingredients, and ready by the evening, free of
attention or culinary talent. When no one offered to pitch in any money, he
broke down and bought the thing himself—the look of his face upon delivery, not
unlike that of a new father, of pride and anticipation.
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Little Brother Man from Casco Viejo, Panama |
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Keenan forgot his favorite watch back in the United States,
and by the way he spoke of it, I would not have been surprised should the thing
have been able to cook dinner. “It is an amazing watch,” he said, the way most
people speak of their children or spouses, “and I feel uncomfortable without it
around my wrist.”
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Using Your Imagination in Casco Antiguo |
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Some of my favorite buildings in Casco Antiguo might
resemble, to a naked eye, a type of bombed-out war station: their crumbling
rocks and overgrown foliage donned on by decades of auxiliary time and
wandering eyes. To me though, and for many other who visit the old quarter, it’s
easy to see the future of that which time has so slowly aged away.
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