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The many faces of humanity

Looking back on my earliest memories, I realize that even then, I had many faces. Even at the young age of 4 or so, I presented different people with different sides of me. 1,156 more words

Undiluted Ramblings

I’m Still Standing

By Judy Berman

It was September. The leaves were turning. It’s a time when the elements begin to make me feel hemmed in.

That feeling only intensified when I learned that I was being transferred to the newspaper’s Rome bureau – not the exotic city in Italy, but a small city in Upstate New York. 727 more words