This is the American in me, brought up on Disney arcs and promises of individual exceptionalism. Americanized modernity has rendered the bathroom arguably the most essential room in a modern household, but it was not always so.
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We saw it happen to other people, to Bojack, to Diane, and we looked on in fear and awe, hoping we wouldn’t have to go through the same. We did, of course. Later on, we did.
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From experimental artists, musicians and DJs, to skateboarders and analog video enthusiasts; a new cultural trend -one favoring an independent and experimental approach- is making waves across the local and regional art scene.
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That night, one of them walked into a place in Barcelona where I felt safe and didn't bother to cover the horrible nazi tattoo on his back. Instead, he acted as if he was doing the most natural thing in the world.
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Perhaps he's all I'll ever be—alone, shutting out the world, stubborn. With a packet of cigarettes that my child shares in silence. Perhaps it's all I can be.
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I was convinced I would go to hell and burn. Today, even as I don’t believe in Hell anymore, the fear of burning remains.
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How did an urban legend about a street in Istanbul named after a Japanese admiral turn into a gateway drug for fascist ideology?
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In Syria, while under siege and chemical warfare, under the bombardment of the Assad regime and US airstrikes, under Israeli occupation in the Golan Heights and ISIS extremism; Syrian women and youth hold onto creative practices that create a sense of belonging and love during a context of total death.
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I finally found a thread that leads from the land she came from to the bristled leaves that sprouted from it, to the grazing flocks of sheep that my grandmother tended and whose wool she shore, from there to the yarn she spun, and finally to a story told and recorded.
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There is something to food beyond the sustenance it provides. There has to be because what compels me to spend a copious amount of money at an Asian restaurant for some rice and a viand just to taste something reminiscent of home?
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27 days and I still refuse to eat. They give me a liquid solution to resist and live. And all I ask for is freedom for me and my family. Here is a summary of my story. These are my crimes.
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I lost my mother when she was finally turning a new page for both of us. I can't describe the feeling of disappointment, of chagrin that she left me with. Cancer stole that opportunity from me.
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