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I was profoundly affected by the events in Paris. I’m not sure why, perhaps because of my respect and admiration for French culture, or perhaps because it was so easy for me to imagine myself in the victims’ places, simply going about my daily life when the unspeakable unfolded around me. Yet I am ashamed […]

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