I have found 2016 somewhat dispiriting. Not that good things haven’t happened in 2016. My first-ever nephew is presently incubating, for instance. I got to go see Hamilton. I discovered this conceptual framework called mattering maps that blew my brains out through the back of my head.1 But also, like, it’s been a rough year. July has been a particularly rough month to be a liberal girl in Louisiana.2 THEREFORE. Believe me when I say that The War That Saved My Life is the balm for my soul that I needed. I saw it on the counter at my mum’s…
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