Reflections

October 5, 2024

We are all just temporary tenants in the houses of our own memories. We walk down streets that have seen a thousand...

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October 5, 2024

When I was ten, my aunt would let me scrape the mixing bowl after she baked. It was always the same ritual:...

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October 5, 2024

I am generally wary of the romanticization of labor. We have a tendency to look at the past through a soft, golden...

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