The first time I had schwarma, I was in my first year of university. It was at La Zeez (now Pita Land), a small fast-food schwarma joint close to my university residence. I don’t remember much about my first schwarma, other than it didn’t compel me to have it again. The closest I would come [...]
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This fall, when I moved back to my parents’ house, one of my former roommates admitted to me that living together drove him crazy. Everyone knows bad roommate horror stories but I never saw myself as one. I didn’t make loud noise during odd hours, we rarely fought, the company I kept was agreeable–what was [...] |
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