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Airports exist primarily as a liminal space to me, so I usually discard my experiences within them as mere figments of my imagination.
But last year, in Boston Logan International Airport, something real happened to me—something that wasn’t a dream. …
I knew something was wrong as soon as my mom told me that we could go out to eat “wherever I wanted” after landing back home in San Francisco for spring break. If you live in an immigrant household, you …
In my life, Italian soccer—calcio—has always been an afterthought, only to be considered when scouting a young talent while in FIFA career mode with my brother. The golden age of Italy’s greats—and their even greater hair—was resigned to forever be …
