The moment my morning alarm triggered me awake, I couldn’t help but recite the numbers swirling and twirling in my head. Happy numbers....

I am standing on the roof of one of the largest high-rise buildings in the city. The streets bridge each other and turn into road bends,...

Lucrecia Beckert and Yvette Vega are about to die together. It is December. The massive lighthouse was long ago converted into a...

The surreal cabaret’s lights dim. The derelicts float on stage while the two businessmen gawk. What is the meaning? The purpose? The...

I remember the days when I was once a reporter. The dull and boring days were always the same: interviewing criminal witnesses, filming...