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It wasn’t the Greek melodic music in Andréas’ Restaurant, nor my conversations with Greek friends on campus, nor even the first time I had to resist the urge to interrupt a passerby who pronounced “gyros” incorrectly (despite my desire to get retribution for my own Greek-accented English that was constantly...

Providence Welcomes Imaginary Worlds

Somewhere towards the end of October, all begins to take on new light — the leaves change into crisp, darker colors, and cultural oddities creep to the foreground. . . This may explain how I wound up all the way in Woonsocket on a Wednesday night, alone, in a fake...

My Big Fat Greek Easter

“Yamas!” everyone shouted, banging their glasses on the countertop and gulping down their drinks aggressively. I widened my eyes at Nora and Tino, and we all chuckled, as this was the fifth “yamas” in the past half an hour. My eyes were already glazed, my head slightly dizzy from drinking...

Video: Paris, a Piece of Identity

Paris is many things to many, many people. Paris may be the most loved city. . . Perhaps because its rich culture and multiculturalism is celebrated and shared on such a significant scale. I am at a loss for words about the senseless crisis that took place on November 13,...

Going to the Fun Park

Samir and I had planned to go to Aqua Club in the Nurek Reservoir but the morning we were to leave the government cancelled Aqua Club’s operating license and Aqua Club wouldn’t pay the right official a large enough bribe so they refunded our reservation and instead of spending the...

Returning Home

“I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask, “Mother, what was war?” – Eve Merriam It all happened gradually. Frankly, I do not remember the day it all began. I didn’t realize that day was so important that I’d have to remember it. I didn’t know that...

The Metro Chronicles

The red circle with the blue line across the center stating ‘Underground’ is London’s quintessential emblem. A five-minute walk from my dorm during my time abroad was Warren Street Station which harbors the Northern and Victoria lines. There is no service underground which initially meant I had no idea what...

Hitch High King

My last sight of him, as the truck pulled out of the gas station, caught him bent down urging Fray to move on, slapping his thighs and bouncing his knees up and down encouragingly. The puppy sat forlornly on the gravel, disinclined to budge. Jordan tried everything he could with...

Small State, Big Scares

Trees burst into flames against the sky, air grows increasingly crisp, and jackets expand on the shivering backs of students. Foods and drinks are spiced, mulled, and excessively pumpkin-ed. This is autumn in Providence, and as the city is immersed in all that is October, thoughts turn to the adventurous...

Zydeco Echos in NOLA

Most people who are not from the deep fried south are unfamiliar with the style of music called ‘Zydeco’. I am frequently asked, “Is it like country music?” Although zydeco incorporates some of country music’s instrumentations and styles, it is only similar to the genre in that both are the...