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Don’t read on if you are expecting anything in particular. Don’t read on because you feel obliged to do so as my friend, or as my family, or as anyone who feels like they should do anything for any reason other than wanting to. Because this is very much a post about rejecting the omnipresent…
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James Joyce once described the rolling waves of the Irish sea in such a manner as to completely, unabashedly obliterate any notion of beauty surrounding the thing: “The sea, the snot-green sea, the scrotum-tightening sea.” Someone evidently had several qualms about the sea. Well, he had a dexterity with words, anyway. Though I certainly do…
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“It seems that the more places I see and experience, the bigger I realise the world to be. The more I become aware of, the more I realise how relatively little I know of it, how many places I have still to go, how much more there is to learn. Maybe that’s enlightenment enough: to…
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“Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself. I am large; I contain multitudes.” -Walt Whitman As I anticipated the next chapter of my life in Ireland from my remote suburban town north of Chicago, I imagined the world unfolding like a rosebud before me. I imagined my life abroad to resemble the…
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On the 27th of February, over a feast of burgers, two variations of fries, and onion rings, my friend and I clinked pints of Berliners Pilsner to what we presumed to be our final night in Germany. It had been a reposeful four days, a brief but fulfilling holiday of exploration and food adventures. Apart…
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At my high school graduation, on a swelteringly hot day in June, I wore black. The field house where all the graduates-to-be were waiting in lines for the ceremony to commence was a conglomeration of the colour white, speckled with the deep emerald polyester of billowing graduation gowns. Tradition and implicit social norms explicate the…
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Warning: pornographic photos ahead. (I’m only sort of kidding. Because, if you find mouth-watering, eye-popping food from incredible cities like Madrid to be sexy, then these photos could certainly be considered pornographic. We’ll go with calling them “food porn.”) When traveling to any city for the first time, exploring the unique cuisine is not just…
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“What is the point of being alive if you don’t at least try to do something remarkable?” -John Green. I boarded the final train of the night from Boston to Providence around midnight. In my fingertips I sensed that increasingly familiar purr of midnight, the way it quivered and undulated under the heavy breath of its far-reaching…
Eliana Jordan 
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