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Location, Location, Location
The first time I fell in love I was 19 and in Europe for the first time. Everything was exotic and new and delicious and exciting. We held hands and made out and explored that world and each other, and everything was magical. So magical, in fact, that the rest of my life has paled…
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Views from my Windows—Part Two
For the beginning of this story, check out part one. No matter our circumstances, my mother never let it be a question in my mind that I’d be pursuing higher education. She wanted more for me than she ever had herself. I got scholarships and loans and grants and she helped me as much as…
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My Invasion of Berlin
When I was 18 years old I took a trip around Europe with my boyfriend and his family which is sure to be fodder for many a blog entry in the future, but today I will focus on the one city that made the biggest impression upon me: Berlin. When we went there, the Berlin…