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What kind of ants come into your house in Costa Rica and clean up all the insects? What are the cleaner ants of Costa Rica?

OMG - The Cleaner Ants of Costa Rica!

I made fresh coffee and perched on the deck rail. Below, a toucan flung bananas into its beak with frat-boy finesse. Capuchin monkeys chattered and wrestled in the trees. The rainforest rolled out before me like a living, breathing quilt. And the ants? Vanished.

One Night in New Orleans

Chapter 7 - One Night in New Orleans

Sometimes the pain of the world — of friends and family seems as far away as the stars and other times it feels like a breath on my cheek , that with the next inhale I will be thrown over the edge of sanity into a dark forest full of monsters I will recognize.

Torrey Pines Golf Club does not carry this sweatshirt.

Fast, Fluffy, and Furious

I’m usually pretty organized. The kind of person with alphabetized spice racks and a backup phone charger in every bag. But every once in a while, life throws me a curveball—like a last-minute call from a PR client asking me to meet them outside the Del Mar Thoroughbred

The deceiver tree is beautiful in its malevolence.

Chapter 6- The Sharp Edge of Reality

Sunday, February 6, 1994 Tom seemed in good spirits this morning as he cooked them breakfast, but his chatter was manic, too bright, too forced. Sara recognized the performance. She wondered if he was desperately trying to keep the conversation moving, steering it away from the weekend discoveries that had

Can you keep Amblypygi - whip spiders or tailless whip scorpions as pets?

Bugs, Scorpions & the Existential Spider: A Love Letter to Costa Rica

I woke up around 3 AM with a tickle on my leg. Something was crawling under the sheet. I threw off the sheet and there it was: a thumbnail-sized black spider, just chillin’ on my thigh like it paid rent.

How Leonard Cohen, Jeff Buckley, and Louis Tomlinson Speak the Same Language

How Leonard Cohen, Jeff Buckley, and Louis Tomlinson Speak the Same Language

What binds Cohen, Buckley, and Tomlinson is not genre or fame. It’s something quieter and more sacred. They stood apart, each in their own time, each in their own way. And in doing so, they created work that doesn’t just last, it lives.

Leonard Cohen, Jeff Buckley, and Louis Tomlinson

We Could’ve Been Something

Marianne’s name faded, the ink still brave: “Endless love, see you down the road.” The words glowed like a candle that refuses midnight.