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On Saturday, the PIPEinArgentina blog suffered from something called a “DDoS” attack, but even after reading about these methods on Wikipedia, I still didn’t understand them. My cousin Tim, who’s generally versed in computer, told me that, basically, somebody tried to take me out.
Conspirators Against Pipe? It must be the CAP Group. [...]

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The Deputy and I are alone in the Old Man’s Café. Above the door it says “since 1941”, but the place feels older – like it was built by ancients who’ve since transcended physical reality. Only now do I realize that The Deputy may be immortal, possibly a god.
He opens his hands to reveal [...]

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The regulars never hold conversation at one table. In a way the entire café is their board room. A handful of them control the meetings. Among them is the Assistant Deputy, an old scowling-faced man in a beret. He presides over the eastern tables in his high-tops. And of course, [...]

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I don’t know what exactly makes the place so extraordinary: the characters, the coffee, the atmosphere maybe…but I fell in love with the cafe immediately. It is – and it will remain – my favorite part of Buenos Aires. Below is the first of three original blog entries later adapted into a short [...]

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