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That crazy frog

Over the long weekend, 55 percent of French voters smashed their way through President Jacques Chirac’s dream when they voted down the constitution for the European Union.


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Sticks and stones

Facing allegations of human rights abuse from Amnesty International and a score of organizations in weeks past, both President George W.


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Surviving the summer

Between the newspaper and classes, I have many responsibilities this summer. My days start early, end late and are filled with meetings, reading and other sundry activities.


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An American in London

I’ve always disliked Anglophiles—you know, those individuals among us who display a tendency to admire and emulate the British that is far out of proportion to their actual worth? You...


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The Last Duffel

 In a few days, I’m going to start packing up. Into sturdy suitcases with wheels will go the clothes that have kept me relatively dry in the winter and decently unexposed in the summer.


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My college journey

This past March, President Brodhead declared to the student body: “You’ve changed at Duke, you’ve grown here. That blossoming and deepening is the fruit of your education.


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A last will and testament

  Not to put too morbid a spin on things, but the more I think about it, the more I get the feeling that come the fifteenth, I’m going to be losing a treasured friend, someone who...


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Unwrapping Duke

 The way a person unwraps a present can say a lot about him or her. I realized that this past weekend as I handled ameticulously wrapped box placed in my lap.


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Goodbye, everyone

Six years ago last Wednesday my friends and I sat in a Littleton, Colo., Taco Bell eating Chalupas. Sometime between Chalupa tres and Chalupa cuatro, a woman burst into the restaurant.


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Wake up

“The transition from one order of life to another is not always accomplished by degrees, like sand running through an hour-glass, grain by grain.