Vitor Zanetti

On the second day of a road trip I took last year, my trunk was already full and my mother was sharing the back seat with four bottles of wine, two hats, a few liters of apple juice and a box of apples from Hirakami, a regional company, because when you’re

Different from private things, in a somehow more exposed way, there is a specific quality to the music you listen to when nobody is watching: you press play and the room doesn’t change but you do, slightly, as if you’ve admitted something out loud that yo…

Around 7:30 in the morning, in a bar whose name I’m not sure I ever knew, in a town of four thousand people in the middle of Italy, my Australian flatmate looked at me with the kind of enthusiasm only someone from the southern hemisphere can manage when t…

I once wrote about a disagreement with a friend, in French, since it was for a class that demanded it and because the argument, it turned out, deserved the precision.

It was 23:53 when I bought an ozone generator, professional grade, 60g/h — an action taken when one intersects genuine utility with the satisfaction of having the ideal instrument rather than a mere adequate one.

There’s a moment in Ghost Recon: Wildlands when Karen Bowman, the CIA handler who has been your direct superior throughout the entire Bolivian operation, patches through a call.

I’m quite familiar with a specific kind of afternoon: subtropical, aggressive, a heat that makes the air feel slightly structural, and in those days, putting on sunglasses is less a choice than a bodily necessity.

I’d just loaded into Ghost Recon Wildlands (a third-person tactical shooter released by Ubisoft in 2017, set in a fictionalized version of Bolivia where a Mexican drug cartel has seized control of the country) for the first time on a proper PC, max settin…

I’ll be direct: I need to drive a car because I live in a place where collective solutions either don’t exist or exist only in forms so degraded that using them means accepting a significantly worse quality of life for reasons that are supposed to be virt…

My family owns six cars among seven people.