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Surfing In Hyuga, Japan

So, I was pretty psyched when I discovered the Funny’s Surf Team, Hyuga, Japan t-shirt. I live in Hyuga, I surf, and when I come back to New York I want to advertise it to the world. I asked about the Funny’s Team and it turns out that they are a close knit bunch of locals-only types. It seemed that the only shirt that I’d found that embodies everything I hoped for in a Japanese t-shirt was out of my grasp. Not only that, but the closed market for Funny’s shirts has reminded me that I’ll never be considered a real local surfer in Hyuga. When it comes to surfing, this sort of exclusion exists almost everywhere, but being one of only a handful of foreigners in the area I often expect to be the exception to the rule and walk right into celebrity status like I do at the bank. This might sound stupid, but Japan is full of hierarchy and exclusionary practices that we foreigners are often not expected to know about. We’re expected to be ignorant...READ MORE

Reflections on Life and Loss in Shanghai

I've run into some interesting misfortune while adapting to life in Shanghai. Most of my romps with bad luck have entailed losing things. Important things. Not just little things (though I've certainly left my share of groceries in various store aisles while shopping), but rather important ones as well. I don't know what it is about living in a foreign country that makes one especially careless (or perhaps the degree of shit into which one stumbles with every misfortune makes every ordinary mistake seem that much greater). Perhaps it's the air of invincibility that the well-funded American fellowship student carries in her subconscious that makes it somehow less dangerous to lose precious objects. The rewarding part of all my missteps is that for every example I have of how cruel both chance and humanity can be, particularly in a huge developing city like Shanghai, my faith in mankind is renewed by the people who have come to my aid...by Michelle Chen

Goin' Phishin
Two friends en route to a festival of Phish, along with thousands of others who all strive for a similar goal, enjoy the music and forget about life for awhile...by Joe Clemente


Bridge to Baghdad

Young and aware Iraqi and American students, activists, and community leaders discuss, via satellite, the potential repurcussions of invasion, and how they, as youth, are really not that much different from us...by Yasmin Tabi 

Nudist Colony
I’m naked, standing in the parking lot. My car has more security than the hat I’m grasping around my chest and lower extremities, moving to alternate positions based on my mood. I’m still worried about the insecurities I have with being publicly exposed, but damn it if I’m not going to try this…by Zoe Davis

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