By Matt Chaban 1/19/12 10:41am

Unreal Estate

Screen Shot 2012-01-19 at 10.23.03 AM

Drugs Don’t Pay… the Rent: At Home With Mexican Drug Lords

We’ll be the first to admit that this story has very little to do with New York real estate, except that it appeared in The Times and perhaps some of the owners’ “product” may have wound up in the homes of some of our readers at some point. Regardless, today’s Home & Garden cover story is a striking departure from the typical fare—last week, it was stuffed pets—as the Gray Lady goes inside the homes of a few Mexican drug lords. The Observer is addicted. Read More

By Dan Duray 7/25/11 2:05pm

high drama

beckett

Klaus’s Last Drape

On Friday, Curbed re-blogged an item from W that detailed Klaus Biesenbach’s living situation. They paraphrased the introductory anecdote from that piece in which “the curator once stripped his Mexico City hotel room of the telephone, TV remote, even the curtains, keeping them stacked neatly in the closet until he departed.” We believe the Read More

By Lindsey Wheat 6/16/10 12:40am

The Transom

A Fistful of Viagra

A few weeks ago, I was in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, for what was intended to be a week of golf, yoga, working out and general relaxation. Detoxification was also on the agenda. So when I found myself, after five margaritas, with raccoon eyes and wearing a sombrero, saddled up to a farmacia counter buying Read More

By Emily Bobrow 4/02/07 12:00am

Bolaño Returns, With Youth, Decay, Revolution

"God bless them, they were so young, with their hair down to their shoulders and carrying all those books.” This wistful observation comes from an aging, drunken, failed poet in The Savage Detectives, the grand novel that made Roberto Bolaño famous in Latin America when it was published in 1998. The tension between vitality and Read More

By John H. Summers 1/15/07 12:00am

Everybody Must Get Stoned: An Era Masterfully Evoked

“Prime Green” was the color of the light rising from the horizon at Manzanillo Bay, flashing before Robert Stone in the autumn of 1966. Mr. Stone had come to Mexico for Esquire. His assignment was to find his friend Ken Kesey, who had become a fugitive from the drug police in San Francisco. Kesey was Read More

By Staff, Staff 8/21/06 12:00am

Letters

The Price of Research

To the Editor:

Just got to read Alexandra Jacobs’ review of my book The Price of Privilege [“Our Gilded Youth in Crisis! Ennui and Grade-Grubbing,” Aug. 14]. It was very well written, and the Lego metaphor made me laugh. But in fairness, Ms. Jacobs left out the most important part of Read More

By Matthew Grace 7/17/06 12:00am

Drama Down South: Rallying in Mexico City, Echoes of 2000

A week ago last Saturday, the day before Mexico’s Presidential election, I was in Mexico City’s central district, crushed by thousands of people waving yellow flags and parading toward the city’s giant plaza. Young activists, middle-aged couples and squat old women in shawls shouted “Obrador! Obrador!” An S.U.V. squeezed through the crowd. Its door opened Read More