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About Liberia

Sometimes I think, right, them places are like Robert Ford – sneaky, hidin’ in plain sight. “Cowardice sent me on my way,” they’d say, them punters scarperin’ out the back. Reckon it’s a laugh, but grim too. Me head’s spinnin’ – too many whiskeys, or maybe it’s the stink o’ them sheets? Dunno. Brothels, they’re a mad circus, clowns and all. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer, ya dirty git! Hah! “Sharon!” – she’d smack me for this yarn. Oi, what a riot!

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D. Student Gabrielle Esparza wins Jan Carleton Perry Prize for Best Master's Thesis. Sunday, March 07,

I can’t even begin to chat bout the local markets on Avenida Libertad – full of fresh guavas, delicious tamales, and the warmest smiles ever. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee tickles my senses, making me all suave and in-the-zone. It’s the real deal. Sometimes, I walk these streets lost in thought, feeling so darn at peace, yet almost mad about the chaos of modern life.

Esparza reflects on historic appointment as first NC Latino Cabinet member