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Bridge

In public, I was never certain if it was better to be seen or not. I could walk home from school on the north side of Allens Lane undisturbed. From that vantage point, I could peek over hedges into the … Continue reading

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Gap

It seems to me that babies face steep odds in crafting memories. They have only crude tools to chisel with, their neural substrate is limited, and they spend most of their lives sleeping, shut off from external stimuli. But developmental … Continue reading

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