Although I planned to make a list, I found myself at the grocery store (for the second time) alone and without any tangible guide to indicate what I forgot to buy on yesterday’s run. The prices, in Pounds, looked deceptively cheap at first glance, and I kept blocking the narrow aisles while I stalled for mental (and inaccurate) conversions. I left, inexplicably, with four heav...
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Studying Abroad: (Suddenly) No Longer a Tourist
A boy, ~9 and dressed in a navy suit (a typical uniform, it seems, in Edinburgh,) gestured at me through the iron gate of his schoolyard. Face pressed against the mesh between the slats, he asked if I could toss him a toy (presumably thrown) in the middle of the sidewalk. I picked it up and delivered it over the fence, he thanked me in a perfect, adorable Scottish accent, and...
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