oday, Tucson felt unusually quiet and hot. The sunlight clung to the walls, and the air in my room felt heavy. It was the kind of afternoon when I didn’t want to move. Meanwhile, the news kept reporting updates on the earthquake in Japan. It wasn’t a single event—aftershocks were continuing, dozens of them. A… Continue reading Reflections on Japan’s Earthquake from a Quiet Tucson 조용한 투산, 흔들리는 세계
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