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At home in Hokkaido: The North Bay’s eastern twin
The sun disappears behind the ocean horizon. The sky turns vanilla, and the wind stiffens. Twilight’s slow transformation into darkness reveals a million subtle...
The Thing Emerges
I might never have been born if it weren’t for one of my favorite films. Let me explain.
My parents worked together in SF for...
Western Swing
If there is a place that better blends agricultural heritage with a literate, urbane sensibility than Point Reyes Station and environs, then I haven’t...
The Rent Kept a-Rollin’
“THE FUTURE IS RIDING ON METRO”
Never had I ever read such a prescient message as the one stamped at the bottom of my rail-ticket...
Cover Story: From Russia with Beer
Around 1800, the Russian czar realized the obvious when it came to Russian America (now Alaska): it’s impossible to grow food there. To solve...
Feature: So it Goes
On an overcast day in October 2016, I walked behind my guide as we traveled along the soggy bank of the Elbe River. Beside...
Upfront: Train I Ride
Mr. Godot told me to tell you he won’t come this evening but surely tomorrow.—Samuel Beckett, ‘Waiting for Godot’
In July of 2008 I was...