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… had parents who worked in the towers; some had seen bodies falling past their windows. While we were there, the … neighborhood transformed into one of those suburban gated communities as we flashed IDs at the police barriers on 14th … and publisher of Germany’s weekly broadsheet newspaper, Die Zeit. It allowed me to retain my rights in other …
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… like the reward at the end of a long day. “Nice night,” I commented. “Yeah, just taking it all in.” I looked over his … and sweat. I didn’t linger, not wanting to outstay my welcome. “ Reallycool,” I said as I hopped back down. “Thank … “Consciousness of my mother, who loved clouds and who died a year ago tomorrow. “Consciousness that I am lucky to …
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… Opening were plastered on a dark door. I don’t know what compelled me. Boredom, I think. But somehow I walked into a … My father’s reaction: Good luck being one of those ladies. Do you want a rainbow skirt? I went nonetheless, and … worked, and I began to become a regular at ERs—bonus points for ERs operating as drug dispensers—and suddenly my …
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… by Manjula Martin ( @manjulamartin ) is part of our online companion to our Spring 2013 issue on The Business of … store. There, I still had to flatten cardboard, but I also shelved pocketbooks—sci fi, mystery, and Westerns—in … from Some Canonical Author Dude” on one of the literary websites I frequent when I came across a news item about a …
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… people on the route, turning to them as to a massive human compass. And they obliged. They pointed us along bumpy roads … Ambassador. Surprisingly, our Scotch-taped ruse worked. Soldiers in khaki fatigues stopped us, but they didn’t ask for … histories harder to unravel. Still, clean-shaven and briefcase-in-hand, he had traveled all the way from Delhi to be …
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… Our guide turns the light back on, acknowledges how uncomfortable these dungeons are. My family is alone with him … to imagine the stench, the vomit, the sounds of writhing bodies, chains drawn against chains. Callie wiggles out of my … were chambers for the 500 African women who, our guide points out, added their monthly blood to the filth that …