Month: December 2014
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The normality and commonness of a quarter-life crisis
I think, by accident, I might forever associate this post with Michael Jackson. You see, I started writing it at an airport in Frankfurt, where, inadequately dressed, I was sort of on my way home from Salvador. I was at a coffee shop that, for some reason, played Jackson’s hits for hours, and, since to […]
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