...As free as the wind
Hopefully learning
Why the sea on the tide
Has no way of turning
 
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As a member of the educated and disproportionately privileged professional class, as well as being the product of immigrant upbringing, it is with some embarrassment that I admit to stereotyping those in poverty as not hard working enough, lacking self-control, or results and participants of substance abuse.  Nickel and Dimed, by Barbara Ehrenreich, has given me cause for pause.
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March 2003, I was still learning how to snowboard at this time and getting tutored by someone with personal incentives in me picking it up. A few of us hit the slopes together, staying close to Reno during one night of the two day trip so that we could follow a frustrating day of […]




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