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Pronounced as one letter, 
And written with three, 
Two letters there are, 
And two only in me. 
I’m double, I’m single, 
I’m brown, blue, and gray, 
I’m read from both ends, 
And the same either way. 
What am I?

Posted on December 1, 2011 by tbolan

Ten years ago, when I was in the third grade, a tragedy happened. Two hijacked planes flew into the World Trade Center buildings. Nearly three thousand people died that day. Being a human, an American, and a New Yorker, this … Continue reading →

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Walking on Sunshine

Posted on December 1, 2011 by tbolan

Underneath the gargantuan Citibank building that dominates the Queens skyline looking down on three story homes, is a mural. I had seen the mural many times before as I would pass it on my way home from school, but I … Continue reading →

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Echo echo echo

Posted on December 1, 2011 by tbolan

At first glance, which was from a distance, I thought it was a giant phallus. I can hardly be blamed for this error though, considering I was a hundred feet away, saw the undetailed back of it and it is a … Continue reading →

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5Pointz

Posted on December 1, 2011 by tbolan

On my way home from the dorms in lower Manhattan, I would take the number 7 train from Grand Central over into Queens. In Long Island City, the train emerges from underground and rises above the street to look houses … Continue reading →

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Acteon and Diana

Posted on November 30, 2011 by tbolan

The story of Acteon and Diana is ancient and tragic. Acteon is a hunter who, by chance,
comes upon the virgin goddess Diana while she is bathing. Diana, believing that he will boast that he saw her naked, turns him into a … Continue reading →

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