Nomadland a meditation on restlessness

I was a sophomore in high school when The Great Recession hit, but if my future grandchildren were to ever ask me what it was like to live through such a historic time, the only thing I could respond with would be shrug. Not only was my past ignorance and current lack of exciting anecdotes a product of my age at the time, but it was also a result . . .

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