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Nietzsche, these are just words.
Nietzsche, these are just words The mirror shoots a startling reflection back through my eyes to my brain; I am exactly the opposite of what I see on this side, but I am there, that’s me. Nerve...
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Biking to St. Paul in the Rain
dandelions About an hour before I have to be at work I am already leaving my apartment. I like being early. Most days I will arrive early at the approval of my managers and the bane of my coworkers....
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The Modern Ill-Informed
“In the year 1877, the signals were given for the rest of the century: the blacks would be put back; the strikes of white workers would not be tolerated; the industrial and political elites of North...
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Why your cereal tastes like shit
Usually, when a bunch of people walk through where I am located (mostly at the library), I wonder to myself, why? I wonder why they are here in front of me, why I am here inside of me, and then I start...
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Bugs and Bother (La Crescent Weekend)
As comfortable as black gnats on light wind, in healthy sun with moving clouds, of a hard morning broken, on this busy weekend of deals, held up by metal & canvas lawn chairs, in dewed green grass,...
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How Moodle is Excrement
The most confusing thing to me is when people try to fix things that aren’t broken. Sure, things could be a bit better. Sure, it might make the situation easier. But now, it’s as if huge...
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Coffeehouse Reflection – Of the Cities
What a day to reflect on the outside view of redbrick buildings, autumn leaves—golden, crimson, beige—a few green holding, and the blur of speeding traffic along Como Ave in Southeast. His stomach...
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