December 2010
View from my Window.
Right now, I am looking out the window at a good family friend’s computer nook. It is a cozy little space, dimly lit. I am typing and so far the only sounds that have been gracing my ear waves have been both the merry clacking of my fingers and the mumble of my mom and sister downstairs. From this window I see a new perspective of something that I have seen my entire life. Oakland...
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