Angela Bacca

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On September 11, 2001, I was a high school sophomore at a Catholic school on the Central Coast of California. Being 3000 miles away from ground zero, I probably did not take the situation with as much seriousness as I should have.
We loved 9/11, at first. We got out of all of our classes, and [...]

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Tonight at the Ace Bar in San Francisco (14th and Mission), I held a long and disorganized discussion about religion, politics, and other taboo topics of conversation with a Guinness-drinker who would only allow himself to be identified as “The Suppository of Knowledge”.
We began to discuss the tired topic of the Bush Administration.
I began by [...]

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