Once bitten

Once again, irony comes and bites a large chunk out of me. The day I meet the deadline for a story about dating in Argentina is the day when I have been most subjected to the utter chaos that is dating in Argentina. In reverse order, I tell a man that he shouldn’t pay any […]

The journalist

The day my interview with Pablo Escobar’s son, who now goes by the name of Sebastián Marroquín and lives in Palermo, came out in the Herald, was the day I realised what my work actually entails. My professional life took on a whole new angle, although it was the second time I had undertaken a […]