One of the benefits of my lifetime of nomadism is that I quickly settle into any new place, I'm not easily fazed or made wary of newness. I still see each new city he way I did growing up- so eager to soak up every little thing, to find rhythm and find home. Ever since I stepped on a plane out of Egypt...

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I'm two weeks out. I'm packing all of my clothes, all of my art, furniture and beloved textiles away. Every day my walls are a little more empty and my living room, more cluttered with boxes. I love it. A lot of things about this move have felt at once rushed and too slow, and that's where I am right now. According to...

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