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Olyn was going to stay up all night, and I was going to go to bed early and wake up around 4. I was going to drive the first five-hour shift, then switch to nap, then switch back. Armed with AAA directions and a little two-door hatchback loaded with everything we’d need [...]

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Each time I sign a new credit card, I wonder what my life will be like when it expires. Will my last name be the same? Will my address be the same? Will I be able to use a credit card where I’m living? Will my credit limit have quadrupled? [...]

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When I was in college, I went to many concerts in venues of various sizes with music of myriad genres. All of them have some special memory linked to them — the power outage, arriving by boat, or watching the back-up guitarist stare at the girl in the front row while the lead singer [...]

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Our senior year in college, Brizi, Megs, and I had a rule: Be home on Thursday night at 8. We began with Friends (in its second to last season) and then watched the 90 minutes that came after, though I don’t even remember the shows now. Tonight I really missed Brizi and Megs, [...]

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Last summer, I rode the subway with my brother, the artist. He was carrying my messenger bag full of his art works, both originals and copies. A stop before he was to get off, he took out a copy, and I asked him what he was doing. “There isn’t a word for [...]

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falls

When I failed my first honors physics exam, I was devestated. I’d gotten into one of the premier science schools in the country, and it was crushing to find myself doing so abominably at a state university. I decided to overcompensate for the frustration by drying my tears and going rollerblading. The [...]

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from year to year

Last year, I created the Central Park Passport off of a four month idea, but I drew it up in a single weekend. My first sketches/pages were done on the roof of my building and that Friday evening I wandered through Central Park with Meghan and Sarah trying to capture any missing ideas. [...]

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rainy cab ride

The first time my dad came alone to visit me in New York, I had a graduate school class in midtown during the time when he flew in. Normally, I would have taken the subway home but I was eager to see my dad and get dinner, so I tried to hail a cab. [...]

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“No you can’t touch the dinosaur bones!” I insisted.
“But we live in a free country.” Makil protested.
“Living in a ‘free country’ means that we have freedom of religion and speech and the power to vote to change things. Being free does not mean that you can touch the dinosaur bones,” I explained. [...]

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