Published on
Jan 24, 2025
Carny life
In my freshman year of college, I became an existentialist. Or at least I thought I did. See, I was a bit confused since I wasn’t sure what existentialism was. Then again, it seemed neither did anyone else. But since it seemed like the thing to be, what …
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Adirondack Daily Enterprise - New York
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