B-Side

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It’s only been six days since the first coronavirus cases were reported in Michigan, but it feels like an eternity has passed. My heart sinks every time I see another student moving out of their dorm, lugging mattress pads and portable fans across the street to waiting cars.

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Hello readers. I hope that you are well, that your hands are washed and that your thoughts remain calm. I’ve had this B-Side in my calendar for over a month. I am so excited that it’s finally here. I remember the day I put it in my calendar.

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On Monday, Mar.

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As weird as it may sound, time travel is a common topic of conversation in my family. This is mostly because my sister just doesn’t understand it.

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Two hands on a clock. A date in a history book. Tiny grains of sand cascading through the waist of an hourglass. Time tends to be malleable. Hours melt across disciplines, years stretch between facts and minutes explode underneath microscopes.

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When we think of American culture in the ’90s, we don’t often think of Ireland. In fact, the origin of the most beloved music from the ’90s is often traced back to Seattle, Washington.

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It might be on a somewhat warmer winter day, with the miraculous force of the bright, warm winter sun, that you question the concept of home at perhaps the most unlikeliest of places: the intersection of Main and Liberty Streets — the heart of the fine dining restaurant scene in Ann Arbor. 

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Who could forget high school? The most glorious four years of any teen’s life, right? Full of perfectly tailored clothes, raging parties with choreographed dance numbers and the happiest endings to any and all love stories … Wait, is that not what your high school experience was like?

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“Diane, 11:30 am, February 24th. Entering the town of Twin Peaks,” FBI Agent Dale Cooper says into his tape recorder as fir trees flick past his car window.

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They populate hallways of high schools across the country, sauntering to class in their flannels and flared jeans. They cry “like this if you’re a ’90s kid,” while bopping out to hip hop music on a vintage Walkman.