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31 Years
Happy Birthday to meeeeeeeeee! Monday birthdays are the worst. I mentioned last week that we’d got Indian food the night before precisely because I was so busy on Monday. I had two classes, then prepping my syllabi and then preparing game and presentation materials for Tuesday.
By Max Brooksa day ago in Wander
Sri Lanka, the "Wonder of Asia," is Seeing a Tourism Revival in 2025
Sri Lanka has for decades been admired as the “Wonder of Asia” for its stunning landscapes, deep cultural heritage, and biodiversity. In 2025, the country is seeing a marked tourism revival, driven by a mix of bold policy moves, infrastructure upgrades, marketing strategies, and new attractions. These changes are helping Sri Lanka re-establish itself on the global tourism map and attracting a broader, higher-spending traveler base.
By Shiran Pallewatta4 months ago in Wander
The New Currency of Luxury: Why Time, Not Money, Defines Zoe Private Hampton Club by NWO Sparrow
The New Currency of Luxury: Why Time, Not Money, Defines Zoe Private Hampton Club There was a time when luxury meant fine cars in the driveway, a waterfront property in the Hamptons, and a table at the right restaurant. Today, I believe luxury is defined by something rarer and infinitely more valuable. It is defined by time. No matter how much wealth a person accumulates, time remains the one thing money cannot buy outright. Yet at Zoe Private Hampton Club, members are discovering something close to the next best thing.
By NWO SPARROW5 months ago in Wander
Forget the Mansion Parties — Zoe Is Where the Real Hamptons Power Players Meet by NWO Sparrow
The Future of Hamptons Lifestyle Is Happening Behind Closed Doors at Zoe Private Club Zoe's Fashion Week 4ever: The Hamptons Series So Exclusive, Even Tastemakers Queue for Spots
By NWO SPARROW5 months ago in Wander
The Festival That Only Happens
The invitation came in the form of a photograph. No words. No sender. Just a faded image of an unlit street lit only by rows of oil lamps, stretching into blackness. At the far end, I could just make out a figure—barefoot, carrying something on their head that looked like a crown of flames.
By Muhammad Sabeel6 months ago in Wander











