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Southern Humidity

I cry a lot more than I used to. Maybe the humidity down south causes me to have a surplus of water in my tear ducts and they can't help but leak. (It’s a good thing I wasn’t a biology…

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A Year of Relationship

Warm greetings from the Sacred Grounds coffee shop on Hayes Street just a couple blocks from the eastern edge of Golden Gate Park in San Francisco, California. I managed to pay for my $3.25 drink with three dollar bills, one…

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Living Unified

If you know me, you know that basketball is a huge part of my life. If you know me, you know its not because I play (because we all know that I am the un-athletic Rieker), but that it’s a…

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Welcoming Immigrants Home

Where to begin? Six months have passed, yet I feel like I just began to get the hang of things. Growing up the daughter of two immigrants and biracial, I can empathize with the feeling of existing in between; as…

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