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There goes the neighborhood

I am currently sitting at the Satellite Cafe in Albuquerque’s “Nob Hill” district—about a mile-long stretch of Route 66 that runs from the intersection of Carlisle and Central to right around where the University of New Mexico starts.  For as long as I can remember, this relatively tiny span of our city has been home [...]

Commodification: carbon credits and strippers

I went to Las Vegas, Nevada a couple of weeks ago to see two of my good friends get hitched.  After congregating with the families of both the bride and the groom for dinner, a small contingent of us hopped in a limo and went out to paint the town red.  We ended up at [...]