AJ Gabriel
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THE LIVES WE ALMOST LIVED
The woman sitting across from me on the train has absolutely no idea that she is…
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we are not born lucky—we build our luck.
Autumn is here now, and as always, it brings me back to center. Of all the…
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I will return for round two. Preferably toothache-free.
Three years ago, I packed not just a suitcase, but a vision. A quiet, trembling hope…
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dream underneath the dream
There is a house somewhere that I have never lived in, yet I know exactly where…
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Sheffield: A Soft City in Steel’s Clothing
They say we travel not to escape life, but so life doesn’t escape us.And sometimes, we…
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Following the Signs: A Love Letter to The Alchemist
There are books you pick up and forget.And then there are books that pick you up—and…
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THE UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASURE OF BEING RIGHT
Somewhere in the world, two people are probably arguing about the correct way to load a…
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The Honesty of a Beautiful Lie
Three days after my birthday, I was still finding traces of it everywhere. There were photographs…
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Saturdate in Shrewsbury
After weeks of long shifts and weekend duties, I finally got a well-deserved pause—and so did…
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THE CONVENIENT MATHEMATICS OF FORGIVENESS
I have always thought that human beings are rather peculiar accountants. We can forget where we…
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I’m only trying to help.
There is a particular kind of person who insists on telling you how to live your…
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Brushstrokes, Bridges, and a Bit of Wonder: A Day in Leicester
Leicester Leicester gave us Picasso, dramatic paintings, furniture suspended above our heads, an old bridge, a…
