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    In the corner of a fallen maple leaf, a light yellow tint has begun to spread throughout its veins. This hint of color overhears the clandestine conversations between two colliding seasons; it is the offspring of summer and the mother of autumn. As unnoticed as the withering sunflowers, that first f...
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    The heavy rain slapped the winding dirt paths that stretched before us. As we drove on through the downpour, the 5 o’clock a.m. sun began to appear behind the grey clouds. The vast plains of Kruger National Park slowly became visible as the South African sunrise blossomed on the horizon. We had be...
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    I believe in the Sherwood Diner. I believe in the perfect silver-dollar, chocolate-chip pancakes soaked in syrup and placed before me by Sally, my favorite waitress. I believe that this establishment lies beneath the foundation of our small community and provides a solid bedrock of Greek cuisine tha...
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    I feel nauseated. The Merritt Parkway winds around southern Connecticut like an amusement park ride, and I am the unhappy passenger with her eyes shut tight, grasping the safety bar and waiting for the fun to be over. Hail is rapping against the car window, which frustrates me because it's early ...
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    The most curious photographs amidst the thousands buried within my house are the ones of my entire family. There are five of us. Five allows for a very symmetrical photograph, which is appropriate because I have a very symmetrical family. In the traditional Preiser family photo, my father stands on...
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    It was July, the summer of 2007. Briny air clung to my skin as I stretched my towel out over the sand. The sun was hot but not uncomfortable. I reached into my beach bag, excited to have a free day at the beach. I pulled a tattered, mildew-scented paperback out of my bag and groaned. Maybe this woul...

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