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Gwyn Skiles, asst. opinions editor February 8, 2019
I often look back on my earliest memories when I was living in Mount Prospect. One in particular has always stood out. I was about four years old, peering out of a window in my yellow room, five sparkly...
I hate talking politics. I hate that bringing this up is even necessary, but I feel like it needs to be said: the world is getting too political. The fact that political beliefs spawn legitimate hatred...
As I drove down Forest Way late one weeknight, I put every Rainbow Kitten Surprise song on shuffle to fit the mood. “Devil Like Me”, a song I’d never heard before, soon came on. It sounded like...
Gwyn Skiles, asst. opinions editor December 14, 2018
I work at a café with a single mother named Maria* and I often ask her about her three-year-old son, Chester*. This upcoming holiday season, Maria was telling me how Chester is starting to comprehend...
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