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If You Have a Passport, Bless It
“Suddenly, I was back, surrounded by my classmates again. Curious to know why it had taken me so much longer than everyone else, they swarmed me with questions. I lied.”
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Beet Blood
“Then salt and pepper. More than you think, because you never add a sufficient amount. Maybe because you are afraid.”
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Lebensmittel
“Ha! You’ve done it! He’s clueless, blissfully unaware that you’re American, that you call the metro a Subway and practiced active-shooter drills in middle school.”
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It’s in Your Body
“Regardless of race, Americanness is still in your body. I can’t spot the distinction as well as, say, the Dominican-born jewelry vendor who could tell that my immigrant father was American. But I’ve seen some differences.”
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Opera-Italian
“I speak a sort of poetic Italian and German,” I tell people. “I could tell you the word for ‘woman’ or ‘flower’ or ‘moon’ (the classic subjects of opera and art song) but not ask you for the check.”
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Rock Stacking and Doom Scrolling, On Repeat
A Nass contributor evades the limits of time, on a remote sandbar in Maine and on YouTube Shorts.
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Dead Phone
People in the New Jersey Transit Newark Liberty International Airport Train Station bound for New York City: A man with blood on his face drinking Starbucks and A woman asking Starbucks blood man which side goes to Penn Station, swinging a Louis Vuitton bag with a supremely veined hand in front of A woman with…
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Nass Dispatch: Rowing Camp Chronicles
A Nass editor abroad reflects on a decidedly unNass-like pastime.
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The Sartrean Diary of a Cranky Barista
“Perhaps days are too long for me. I must change the scale of memory. I’ll try writing in hours and minutes.”
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A-Train to Elsewhere
“I did not understand the sentiment of a chapter. Life had only been one chapter. I thought life would only be one chapter.”
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The Nassau Weekly Anonymous
Nass contributors share drug stories that are strange, funny, remarkable, heartwarming, or otherwise worth compiling.