Given the events rocking the world at the moment, November 13th could have come and gone without noticing. But for me, the opposite happened— remembering the atrocities committed on this date in 2015 felt more raw than in recent years. Maybe it’s because I woke up to weather that struck me as identical to the weather on that day or because I saw alerts …
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