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At the western edge of the New Jersey town where I grew up, a lovely park spread from the boulevard down to the bay, with generous hills for rolling in…
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You Can’t Always Get What You Want: Deciphering Disappointment
When I was a senior in college, my professors nominated me for a Rhodes Scholarship. I was skeptical, to say the least. I was nothing like the Harvard or Yale…
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The Original Selfie: Scars and Their Stories
The first time I became aware that my body could be broken in a way that left marks was when I was 8. I was riding a bike that was…
