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My Mac

My Mac, whom I’m not sure if I should name (would/have you? I name my cars), came into my life on Mother’s Day (hmm) when my parents and I met for lunch at the famous Kowloon in Saugus, on Route 1 somewhere in between their house and mine. Since that Sunday, I haven’t missed a […]


Morocco’s very own Guantanamo

Although I tend to question the validity of articles such as the one I discovered today in the Thaindian News, I’m a little pleased to see this human rights question raised – all too often, Morocco is praised for its attitude toward terrorism, but in this case, its staggering similarity to the United States is […]