An angsty 15-year old boy: Every day I shake my fist at the world a little more.
Overheard on Nassau Street.
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All My Dreams Wrapped Up in a Little Ball
Chaos reigns alongside Homer Simpson in this writer’s Notes app dream journal.
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Last Summer
“Fairy-tales like this weren’t supposed to be true. He felt that if he didn’t say anything, then none of it was real. And if it wasn’t real, it couldn’t possibly be taken away from him.”
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Tongue Tied
In-between three languages, a writer reflects on how study abroad has opened her eyes to the creative opportunities in language.
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Time to BeeReal: Full Design
This week, the Nass surveys ten movies, discovers the stories written in olive leaves, and juggles three languages.
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Flightlessness and Being Mine: On Black-Jewish Non-Belonging At Princeton
“I have to sift the hate out of Judaism where I can, the hate I have for myself, the hate other people have for us, and the hate I identify in certain Jewish communities directed toward women or Palestinians or Black people.”
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Through the Olive Trees: My Reconciliation with Science in Southern Italy
“…I entirely underestimated the potential of science to uncover stories about the past, to reveal a history that is not only a product of texts and photographs but of leaves, rocks, and landscape.”
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Freshman Fall Break in 10 Movies
Ten films, lots of hot takes — join one writer on a cinematic romp.
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Cure Plant Blindness and Find Community: Meet the Princeton Locals Revitalizing Herrontown Woods
A foray into the wilderness of suburbia.
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10.30: Full Design
This week, the Nass is consumed by the urge to read, finds art in the Brooklyn Army Terminal, and delves into memory.
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Remembrance, not Recollection
A writer reflects on history as a collective pursuit in his Jewish tradition.
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Remember-Reels
“dark purple figs outside four window panes in the paws of a raccoon, beneath a velvet navy sky”