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Clarissa's Blog

An academic's opinions on feminism, politics, literature, philosophy, teaching, academia, and a lot more.

On the Way to No-Heaven

Once I got to NYC, I bought a bag of kale chips because I always wondered what they were and wanted to feel like a real chi-chi fru-fru East Coaster. 

And now I’m on the highway, flying past all those white plank houses that I detested so much when I was living back here. It made me feel like a total failure at life to be surrounded by such defeated, ugly landscapes at such an advanced age. 

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