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I love the winter solstice, the shortest and darkest day of the year. It marks the changing of the season, the lengthening of the days,...

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Perhaps more so than any other trip I can recall in my life, I stepped off the plane with no sense of what to expect. Cuba, an island...

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I have always turned up my nose at school uniforms. Perhaps because I never had to wear one myself, I have always considered them, well,...

Up went the veil to reveal her expressive eyes. Then it went down again, hiding her face from view. It was as if she disappeared, even as...