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A Prayer on Thanksgiving Day
On Thanksgiving Day, I had just returned back to the mainland from a 10-day trip on a cruise to Antarctica for a conference on psychedelics. I was lying in bed in my hotel in Ushuaia, the southern-most port city in Argentina that serves as a gateway to Antarctica. My wife, who I had just reconnected with after we spent three months separated and considering divorce, called me and tells me that she can’t find one of our dogs, Rouxmina, or Roo for short. At first I thought she
Bryan Quoc Le
2 days ago5 min read
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