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Komárno: A Divided City

After passing immense fields of sunflowers, villages I could not pronounce the names of, and Autobazaars without any cars but many garden gnomes, we arrived in Komárno. 332 more words

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I am getting ready to shed the skin of this identity: the devil at divinity school. I don’t want to be “a devil” anymore. I don’t want to be “a divinity school” student anymore. 359 more words