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Paris

In Paris, my watch stopped. When I left JFK, my watch made me early to the airport and late to the gates, the signature uniform ticking along but now disabled, limping without a crutch, matching itself into my heartbeat as the finals approached, the tick…tick…tick turning into a lively thumpthump, thumpthump, that rushing in my […]

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Roam-Land Security

It was a Thursday, and Mary was following her usual routine of turning on the power strips. She was in the kitchen, wedged underneath the table trying to reach the button labeled “kitchen appliances,” when from outside there erupted a chorus of low-pitched mooing. Startled, Mary lurched upward and banged her head against the top […]

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