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Ponerse el overol is a common expression in the footballing lexicon of the Spanish language. To illustrate its meaning, the...
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Imagine meeting the walking, talking embodiments of ancient, universal culture, with hands that have mastered the conductor’s baton and composer’s...
I remember the one and only subject where I learnt something about the Basque language at school. My secondary literature...
Are you alone on St. Patrick's Day in Jakarta? Yes, it looks like this Indonesian city will be hosting a...
Translating Santa Muerte was wild. If you are familiar with AMC's hit show Breaking Bad, you may remember two twins...
Imagine someone mopping the floor of a submarine while savouring a chupa-chups. This seemingly surreal ensemble, worthy of being the...
Eamon de Valera and comely maidens. The title of this blog post will jump out at anyone who is Irish...
An Irishman playing the alboka. Ok, we'll get to that. But first... Many of the great tales concerning Ireland and...
