 
Images
of Italy: Genova
by Jackie Goyette
But
then there are the other parts: a long boulevard dedicated
to palaces and galleries that you might not have even found
if you hadn't turned the right corner, piazzas with large,
spouting fountains, frescoes painted on random corners celebrating
the patron saint of this neighborhood or that one. Genova
is a place to be discovered, its food to be savoured, its
evenings to be spent watching the sun set beyond the black
and white striped duomo.
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Montreal
Montage: A Photojournal
by Catherine Skrzypinski
A
decade later, Montreal is still wrestling with an identity
crisis. The only ones to officially depart Quebec are the
Montreal Expos, seeking a World Series ring south of the border
in Washington, DC. While most Montrealers are blasé
about the Expos' migration, there is a small contingency paying
homage to the franchise with vintage jerseys and baseball
caps.
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Child's
Play in South Africa
by Tracy Villanueva
We
reconnected with little Lindani and Sbabalo to give them
small presents. When they saw the new tennis shoes, their
faces lit up and they sucked in their breath with excitement.
Joy is a universal expression; they didn't have to tell
me. I felt it, too.Lindani threw his arms around my neck
and exclaimed, "Thank You!"
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Over
Sleeping Policemen into Sleeping Volcanoes
by Lee Patton
After
I’d missed one junction, a gasoline attendant drew
an elaborate cardboard map of the immediate area.
He sketched cloverleafs with encouraging arrows and names
to watch for, and kilometers between landmarks, and a blown-up
impression of his little cousin Rosita’s school in
Ajijic. I was surprised he didn’t draw mermaids,
dragons and “Terra Incognita” at the bottom
of his masterpiece.
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Venice:
After Dusk
by K. M. DeBon
Tonight the bells of Piazza San Marco
toll her calendars and remind me that
my own face shrivels in this dampness,
my thighs sink in folds, waves of flesh
around tired knees.
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Bali:
A Photojournal
by Barrie Lie-Birchall
Because
of the small size of the island, almost every area is accessible
and every turn down any road produces a delightful surprise
- whether it's a river with fast flowing rapids, monkeys
playing cheekily on the road, or a view down into a ravine
that suddenly rises to a mountain or mountain range covered
in mist. It is no wonder then that the island of Bali is
referred to as 'Paradise Isle'.
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