My First World Cup
In the summer of 1994, at Camp Bauercrest, I watched Brazil beat Italy in a penalty shootout to win the World Cup. I was just fourteen, and I
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In the summer of 1994, at Camp Bauercrest, I watched Brazil beat Italy in a penalty shootout to win the World Cup. I was just fourteen, and I
A few weeks ago I woke up on a Monday with a sense of dread. My body felt heavy and constricted, and all I wanted was to stay
I've had a love-hate relationship with social media since COVID. After years of being active on X, LinkedIn, and Substack, I've decided I
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