With wide eyes

Trial and error

Let me set the scene: I am a sophomore with wide eyes, a worried soul and little to no progress on my African American Studies final paper.
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Assorted clichés: my unwritten travel blog

I walked assuredly down the street a couple weeks ago in Paris, iPhone in hand and overstuffed backpack secured firmly to my shoulders. My passport and wallet hung tightly to the right side of my body in an ugly, copiously zippered black satchel I purchased before going abroad — something
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