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Without incident, I turned 34 in the middle of July, on an average day in Berlin, with my children and dear friends beside me. I had been melancholy the days leading up to it. Closer, it was like a wave of fear might take me over. Begrudgingly, I gave in to another year, asking, “why here?'“ and “why now?” The wave, these questions, reminde…
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