During my year of no new clothes — buying them for myself anyway — I’ve tried to focus on using up anything that I have. The last month I noticed the row of perfume bottles…Continue Reading
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A dropped phone means dropping from modern life
While leaving Arabic class on Tuesday and heading back to the office, I dropped my phone. In slow motion the phone hit the ground, causing the cover to pop off, the battery to eject, and…Continue Reading
A New Generation for War Guilt
I’m at the Frankfurt Book Fair this week; the World Cup, Super Bowl, World Series of all book fairs. The scene at book fairs would surprise most readers because it does not involved authors…Continue Reading