By Daniel Reiser When I met Ayesha outside the Chinese restaurant I had to lean against a tree to stay still. It had been about a month...

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On January 30th, 2021 at roughly 4 a.m. ...

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The Blue and White continues its short fiction series with a story from a recent graduate from Columbia College.