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Yesterday I watched a 15-year-old kid haggle over a 6 pack of beer in the corner store. Standing at the counter with a 6-pack of the cheapest Peroni, he was doing this thing where he pretended to be appalled by the price of the beer to seem mature. I vaguely understood his tactic. His thought…

I haven’t written in a while. I am carving out space for it now because depression has begun to set in. I think that’s what you call this feeling. I can’t be sure. I have heard depression described as numbness, which this isn’t. It’s crankiness mixed with sadness with a sprinkle of despair, and I…

Life is good as a Roman today. After five weeks of nonstop language school, Nik and I completed the A1 level of Italian—the first EU-recognized proficiency milestone. Many of the friends we started the course with had their last day yesterday. The long school days, followed by near-daily drinks and dinners, had fused us together…