A weekend of blinding white snow didn’t slow down New York City. I lie awake each night, unable to quiet my thoughts and drift to sleep. One of those evenings, I…
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I remember it was an unbearably hot summer day in Seoul when my mom and I left home for an outing. I must have been seven or eight years old. My…
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My last days in the Bay Area were nothing short of blissful. In between working on my sketchbook project and after waiting (many days) for my liquid levain to get extra bubbly, I…