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Hanoi Postcard No. 7: The 5th Season

Between autumn's cinnamon light and spring’s galvanic skies, a new season gathers. Formed by human hands, it is capricious at best, invasive at worst. It adheres to no calendar, yet lives in all of us...

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 13: The Modern Exchange Rate

As the rich get richer...

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 12: Life in the Capricious City

Who hasn't skilled moods that shift quick as clouds dashing throughout Saigon's skyline?

Chris Humphrey

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Hanoi Postcard No. 6: Hoa Sữa by Any Other Name Would Still Smell as Caustic

The fragrance of hoa sữa, or milk flower, is so deeply embedded in the mythology of Hanoi’s autumnal days that singers, poets and authors alike have all sung its praises.

Chris Humphrey

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Hanoi Postcard No. 5: A Real Cold Fish

This week’s postcard is based on a real-life event: a sweet, thoughtful gesture that turned distinctly fishy.

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 11: A Steaming Bowl

When dark clouds rumble in a frequency akin to that of an empty stomach, the city transforms into a bowl of soup.

Chris Humphrey

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Hanoi Postcard No. 4: The Nudists of Banana Island

The naked truth awaits those who venture beneath Long Bien Bridge…

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 10: In the Arms of Urban Vines (2)

Humans adapted to fields, birds to branches... and yet, in Saigon...

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 10: In the Arms of Urban Vines

Humans adapted to fields, birds to branches... and yet, in Saigon...

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 9: The City's Traffic Shoals

The city's motorbikes move with an effortless grace governed by rules reserved for groups of fish.

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 8: The City's Sewer Saviors

Below the busy streets, saintly, filth-submerged sanitation workers strive to un-muck our sewers.

Chris Humphrey

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Hanoi Postcard No. 3: The Right Side of the Tracks

The third entry in the Hanoi Postcards series, our love notes to the city we call home, depicts a unique neighborhood. 

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 7: The Penguin Puzzle

Where are all the turtles in Saigon's turtle lake, why does Bitexco have a helipad it never uses, how come so many streets misspell their namesakes (looking at you Hàng Sanh) - Saigon is fil...

Chris Humphrey

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Hanoi Postcard No. 2: Coming up Roses

Hanoi Postcards is our series of love notes to the city we call home. This second offering is of a flower seller cycling along with her florets. With sunlight shining through an audience of trees, her...

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 6: Bus Beatitudes

With the subway years away, taxis too expensive, ride-share apps maddeningly inaccurate, motorbikes impossibly dangerous and walking beneath the sun akin to mobile self-spit-roasting, many Saigoneers ...

Chris Humphrey

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Hanoi Postcard No. 1: Hom Fabric Market

This week, Saigoneer is proud to announce a new series: beautifully crafted illustrations, in the form of postcards, celebrating everything we love about this city. Every couple of weeks, we’ll reveal...

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 5: The Rainy Season Has Awoken

As last week's storms attest to, the rainy season is about to once again menace the city.

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 4: Mourning the Fallen

Saigon has lost some of its oldest citizens recently, and in this installment of our Saigon Postcard series, we pay our respects. 

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Saigon Postcard No. 3: The Best Kind of Air 'Pollution'

The third entry in the Saigon Postcards series, our loving messages to the city we call home, focuses on a simple pleasure. 

Paul Christiansen

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Saigon Postcard No. 2: Traditional Saigon

Saigon Postcards (formerly Saigon Mixtapes) is our series of loving missives to the city we call home. The second postcard imagines what Saigon would be like if we people had never arrived.