Aside from an exceedingly clever turn of phrase, My-ami, is exactly that - mine. As it is every other beautiful person’s that calls this beautiful place home. This near fanatical loyalty comes from the understanding that Miami is a special place, a cross section of so many cultures and walks of life, Cubans, retirees, Jews, and homosexuals basically everything you need to make a pretty cool place to call home. And well, we’ve noticed that there isn’t a place where people can talk about all the little mom and pop shops and eccentric places that naturally spring from such a unique amalgamation. We would therefor make ourselves glorified tour guides and our grandiloquence can and arguably should be reduced to, “and on your right is Bird Bowl, a great place to play 10 frames for three dollars on Wednesday and to hear the native Miami Accent in its natural habitat.”
We would establish this blog therefore as a forum to exhibit and revel in the very heart and soul of Miami - to Miamians and non-Miamians alike, to the extent that we here at the House of Mirrors with our admittedly over-large heads are fit to the task. We would seek to go beyond sunny beaches and high rises and beyond the Miami Vice and Scarface stereotypes, to establish that dulce de leche-like core that is Miami.
In any event, as often as possible, we will be bringing you the sights and sounds of Miami, featuring articles and photos about those cool little nooks and crannies and can’t miss spots, where we ourselves cut our proverbial teeth. We will also have interviews with the townsfolk that are the lifeblood of Miami in its multi-ethnic splendour. This blog will be supplemented by the Hall of Echoes podcast, so be sure to check that out, so until our next installment - Dios te bendiga, abrigate que hay un frio de pipi, y Cuba libre.
- Eduardo E. Gesio
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