A feast of doubts
This next track is dedicated to the skeptics, lovers & dreamers...
A feast for the eyes at Brown Bear Bakery in Over-the-Rhine, Cincinnati
I often joke that I’m surprised I could feed myself and shower regularly in undergrad. I remember during freshman orientation telling a classmate I wanted to be a psychology major, but I meant to say philosophy and barely knew the difference.
I went to Aspen, Colorado, for the first…
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