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This week on the Equals Record: how one night in a local barbershop - watching a boxing match, of all things - changed the way I think about my Brooklyn neighborhood, and made me love it even more than I already did.


An excerpt from the new post"All my life, the cities I’ve lived in have felt like temporary homes. Growing up, my family moved back and forth between Los Angeles and Honolulu, and I knew that Santa Cruz, where I lived for four years in college, wasn’t a city I’d remain in after graduation. Now, though, for the first time, I’m beginning to get a sense of what it might feel like to be a part of a community. To settle in. To make a place my own. And I’m realizing I don’t just want to exist as part of my neighborhood—I want to know it. More importantly, I want to know the people I share it with—and not just the ones whose lives look like mine."

Read the rest on the Equals Record, here. You can find past entries from my weekly column, Looking Forward (all about the ups and downs of "growing up" in my twenties), here. Thanks so much for your support and kindness, as always.

Image: "Houses and Birds" by Judy Kaufmann.
 

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