An American abroad

Growing up in America, you can only ever wish to be an American, an identity which extracts as much as it promises. You have no choice in the matter, even if you will always come up short.
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On traveling alone

As I sat in the car crossing the English Channel with complete strangers, the conversation turned to our weekend plans. I was tired and nodded idly when asked if I was meeting up with friends, not wanting to explain my situation or my motives — of which I wasn’t even
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