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It is November again. For me, it is nothing but another month. Attached to this month is: that one dwindling family gathering, a half-month’s worth of leftovers, and, as my tenth grade English teacher would call it, “Turkey Genocide Day.” And, with Turkey Genocide Day, comes all of my teachers asking, “What are you…
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It is November again. For me, it is nothing but another month. Attached to this month is: that one dwindling family gathering, a half-month’s worth of leftovers, and, as my tenth grade English teacher would call it, “Turkey Genocide Day.” And, with Turkey Genocide Day, comes all of my teachers asking, “What are you…