Alone together

Lost in Translation

I have a chemistry midterm tomorrow. I’m halfway through two emails — one to my editor explaining why I won’t be able to meet the deadline for this article and the second to a professor about not making my 8 a.m. I know what you’re thinking — my work ethic
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Here now, where tomorrow?

Between America and Me

The most valuable thing in my room is not my laptop or a photo of my mom — it’s a bland, unsuspecting folder hidden somewhere in my wardrobe. It contains immigration documents, my student visa, my passport and other boring pieces of paper that make my very existence is this
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