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Portland: The Prologue to Portugal
Before I begin my next chapter in Portugal — a life I hope will be full of healing, exploration, and peace — I needed to make an important stop: Portland,...
Portland: The Prologue to Portugal
Before I begin my next chapter in Portugal — a life I hope will be full of healing, exploration, and peace — I needed to make an important stop: Portland,...
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Imposter Syndrome and the Darkest Lies We Tell ...
Imposter syndrome doesn’t just live in boardrooms and academic halls. It seeps into the darkest corners of our minds, whispering that we don’t belong, that our pain isn’t real enough,...
Imposter Syndrome and the Darkest Lies We Tell ...
Imposter syndrome doesn’t just live in boardrooms and academic halls. It seeps into the darkest corners of our minds, whispering that we don’t belong, that our pain isn’t real enough,...
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Blood Money: The Corrupting Power of Wealth and...
Elon Musk labels us the "parasite class." To him, anyone challenging his unchecked power or Donald Trump's dangerous rhetoric is merely a Non-Playable Character (NPG)—a term borrowed from video games,...
Blood Money: The Corrupting Power of Wealth and...
Elon Musk labels us the "parasite class." To him, anyone challenging his unchecked power or Donald Trump's dangerous rhetoric is merely a Non-Playable Character (NPG)—a term borrowed from video games,...
The Not So Common Pup
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Luna Takes Portugal: One Month In
Woof! Luna here again. Can you believe it’s been a whole month since we landed in Portugal? I don’t know how time works for humans, but for dogs it’s like:...
Luna Takes Portugal: One Month In
Woof! Luna here again. Can you believe it’s been a whole month since we landed in Portugal? I don’t know how time works for humans, but for dogs it’s like:...
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My Big, Weird Adventure (aka: The Time My Human...
I knew something was up. First, the big plastic crate showed up—my human called it a “travel bed,” but I knew better. I barked at it for fifteen minutes straight,...
My Big, Weird Adventure (aka: The Time My Human...
I knew something was up. First, the big plastic crate showed up—my human called it a “travel bed,” but I knew better. I barked at it for fifteen minutes straight,...
