One of my very first classes as a Freshman in college was called “Dialogue.” It was a required class where we read material like Martin Luther King Jr.’s “Letter from Birmingham Jail,”…
Chicago
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Dear Chicago, Will you take me back? It’s been many moons since your streetlamp lights have blocked out the view of the stars. It’s been too long since you first took me…
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My adventure has finally begun and I’m in the Windy City! I am so happy to kick-start my travels here and offer you an insider’s guide to Chicago, one of…
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One of the things I constantly find myself drawn to while visiting cities around the world is street art. The messages and images spray painted onto cracking walls in narrow alleys…
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I hate being lost. Let me re-phrase that. I hate retracing my steps over and over for what seems like the millionth time. I actually pride myself in generally having a…