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France

After Trump, Missing My American Pride In A Foreign Land

PARIS — I’m on the bus when “Proud to Be An American” pops into my head. Once it was Maroon 5’s “She Will Be Loved.” Another time, the Frosted Flakes cereal theme song. Nearly a year after moving ...

Spain

Madrid To Mexico City, Apartment Shopping In Our Airbnb Age

MADRID — As a freelancer without a fixed salary, I'm rather desperate to buy a studio apartment, something to help ground me in these turbulent times and provide at least some measure of financial ...

France

From My Grand-Mè​re To Macron, For A France Against Fascism

Worldcrunch's Parisian co-founder knows from up close the challenges that France has faced. O...

Turkey

After The Coup, Why I Left My Beloved Home In Turkey

-Essay- Until last year I lived in Istanbul with my husband. We’re both from Australia and we taught English at local universities. We had a great life, with wonderful Turkish friends like ...

Taiwan

Aging Taiwan And The Doubts Of A Faraway Daughter

PARIS — Last month, I made my annual trip back to Taiwan around the Chinese New Year to see my parents. My mother, who is 86, has not being doing too badly even though she has a mild but ...

Canada

Warren Beatty And My Dad, A Time For Reflection

I see a wisdom behind the slowness. I've learned that he must give the question full attentio...

France

I'm 19 Years Old, I've Never Been To School

I live in a small village in the Vosges Mountains in northeastern France with my four brothers and sisters. My father works in industrial maintenance and my mother takes care of the family. I ...

Taiwan

Trump And My Taiwan: A Phone Call Can Change Everything

PARIS — I first heard the news with a text message from my son late last Friday night: Taiwanese President Tsai Ing-wen had spoken by telephone with Donald Trump. I cannot describe the joy I felt. ...

France

How I Kissed Goodbye To My Dream Of Becoming A Millionaire

-Essay- I recently turned 30, so the math tells me I've already lived through one third of my life. That also means I still have at least 20,000 days to make all of my dreams come true. ...

Austria

When You Share A Hometown With Adolf Hitler

BRAUNAU AM INN — With its church spires and colorful facades, my hometown has a certain postcard charm. But growing up in this corner of northern Austria, near the German ...

Israel

Silent Delivery, How My Stillborn Twins Made Me A Better Mother

"If only the world's shattered people carried a sign, a small mark of Cain so that w...

Italy

Sexism, Italian-Style: Bad News For My Eight-Year-Old Daughter

Italy is, still, a deeply sexist country. A recent murder and suicide remind one mother why part ...

Palestinian Territory

Couchsurfing In Palestine, Part 3: Death At The Door

This is the third and final installment of a three-part series "Couchsurfing In Palestine." Read ...

Brazil

The Other Rio — Maria: I Do Not Accept Violence

The third of a three-part series of oral histories from the favelas of Rio de Janeiro, so close a...

Brazil

The Other Rio — Jaquelline: God, If You Exist, Look At Me

The second of a three-part series of oral histories from the favelas of Rio de Janeiro, so close ...

Brazil

The Other Rio — Glaucio: I've Saved Some Kids, Lost Some Too

The first of a three-part series of oral histories from the favelas of Rio de Janeiro, so close a...

France

France, The Myths Of Human Freedom And Terror

With the third major terrorism attack on French soil in 18 months, the question "Why France?...

Palestinian Territory

Couchsurfing (And Keeping Secrets) In Palestine — Part 1

-Essay- There must be an infinity of good stories to tell about the bus from Jerusalem to Ramallah. At its starting point, the streets are well kept, like in a first-world country, and the ...

France

In France, The Sky Is Falling — Still

-Essay- PARIS — Nothing ruins the cheese course more than the smell of burning tires. Yes, it seems, the hour of camembert and brimstone is at ...

Canada

Overcoming The Fear Of Fleeting Happiness

-Essay- I am short of breath. My brow is wet with sweat, and my fingertips are tingling. I can't seem to concentrate. I'm happy, but there's this idea nagging ...

Mongolia

The Limits Of Modern Privacy, Lessons From Mongolia

Each night I return home to one of the greatest luxuries available to human beings: an empty room. There is no one to speak to if I do not wish to make conversation, and no one to make demands of ...