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Families are not escape plans

Off the Beat

It feels odd to write my goodbye to Berkeley without having graduated yet. Next semester I will be braving the forces of an East Coast winter and moving to Washington, D.C. as part of the University of California, Washington Center internship program. My job search, much like other areas of
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Fruitless conversations

Off the Beat

This moment with my cousin was memorable and valuable for both of us because these interactions with “the other side” are becoming fewer and fewer. The instant that we identify whether a person is a Democrat or a Republican, we often stop listening as we expect to learn nothing.
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The Poetry of Reality

Lost in Translation

Last summer I saw myself in a test tube. Watching my amateur-ly extracted DNA swirling in a glass tube, I remember panicking at the enormity of the situation. This was it. This was all there was to me. A strand of proteins and four letters with the ability to write
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The layover

Between America and Me

“You’re not American? But you speak such good English!” I’m in my freshman year dining hall, making new friends over cold pizza and casual racism. Casual because my classmate doesn’t seem to be overtly prejudiced, and they’re definitely not aware of their faux pas. I shrug and inform them that
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Crowdsurfing at the Tocotronic show

Crowd surfers: You’re the worst. Here’s why.

Crowd surfing has been around for almost 50 years in the communities of any edgy genre you can think of — rock, punk, metal, ska, post-hardcore and the like. If you’ve ever been toward the front of the crowd at one of those concerts, you’ve probably been kicked in the head by more than a few pairs of Dr. Martens.
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