Nomadland
June 27th 2022 Arrival
My students are safely returned home, I'm standing in the passport control line at the Mohammed V Airport in Casablanca, and my vacation is about to begin. I'm next in line when I'm tapped on the shoulder. In the next line over is Steven, my martial arts instructor. He's wearing a white fedora that makes him look like a Miami mobster from the 1960s. Months ago we conceived th
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