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As I was frantically packing the day before I moved to New York, I remember seeing a bright orange book on my mom’s desk. With the chaos of moving on my mind, I didn’t even think to ask her about it. But, as I was eating breakfast the next morning,... [Read More]

Sometime around my senior year of high school, I had a realization that I hadn’t read a book for leisure in nearly ten years. As embarrassing as it is to admit in hindsight, at the time I couldn’t have cared any less; I thought the one book I half-read for... [Read More]