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Pura Vida

by Brett on May 1, 2014

A teacher walks onto a stage in an upstate New York college hall. He sits and closes his eyes, presumably to meditate. We wait. And we wait. Fifteen minutes later he opens his eyes, adjusts the microphone to his seated position and begins speaking in a slight Californian accent. “I assume,” he says, “that you’re […]

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