Mismatch
“Your last name?” she asks. “Humphrey” I tell her. She types my last name into the keyboard. People begin queuing...
“Your last name?” she asks. “Humphrey” I tell her. She types my last name into the keyboard. People begin queuing...
As the van inches along a washboard road, you peer through its tinted windows and stare at the many faces...
Each academic year I have to integrate a new cohort of students into my La Ceiba class. Yet, it is...
A mass of armed combatants opposes you in an open field. Screaming and gesticulating, clanging their weapons against their armored,...
Like every other market, the market for good has two sides. On one side you have do-gooders. And, on the...
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