Where did we leave off? For pictures and videos, check out Pitchfork. Hell, even Rolling Stone. All of those big wigs covered it much better with a huge team than just me alone. That was a pretty major part of my summer, which is ending fast.

A blend of images, thoughts and ideas of a young lady. Local baseball games are saturated with Americana in the most delightful ways, and baseball is always a great way to spend an evening.

Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Write a Blog. The treat is a picture of me. It is not really a treat. It is also not technically a picture of me. When I took it off. Creature From The Black Lagoon.

What the newspaper headlines would read tomorrow. How far human progress would have surpassed the achievements of today. Samuel Huntington posited in his provocative book.

Ein Jahr in der Stadt der brüderlichen Liebe. For the past year I have been living in the United States and spent 12 months as a volunteer with Action Reconciliation Service for Peace in Philadelphia. All these enriching experiences and unforgettable insights would not have been possible without all your help! Ich bin umheimlich froh, mich für dieses Jahr mit ASF entschieden zu haben, dieses Jahr in Philadelphia verbracht haben zu dürfen, in einem so einzigartigen Projek.

Sinazongwe District, Zambia, Summer 2015. My skin color is different. I am stamped and labeled as soon as I stumble out of the car. I am immediately recognized as a stranger, foreigner, white person. I was mentally prepared for this.