Author: Amanda Judson
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Arrivederci, Common Sense
The website had promised wind in your hair. Sara had interpreted this loosely, given that she’d be wearing a helmet, but she’d allowed herself the fantasy anyway: sun-warmed roads, the glitter of the Mediterranean, and herself looking effortlessly continental, like Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday, gamine and windswept. People back home would be unbearable about…
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The Sea Is Always Impossibly Blue
On Greece, the influencer economy, and the quiet violence of the ‘undiscovered’. There is a taverna on Corfu — or there was; I can’t be sure it still exists — where the paper tablecloths were weighted down with a single candle in a Nescafé jar. The owner’s mother brought food without asking what you wanted.…