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On Thursday, I earned the right to write this, not by ambition, but by accident. I lost something ridiculously small: a parking ticket. At Robinsons Fuente, third floor, after a delicate maneuver ...
Four years old. This early memory is hazy, like the clouds of that windy day, when I had been wailing as my foil balloon floated to the sky without a care for my feelings. I believe the balloon had ...
For social survey implementation, the gold-standard-mode is still the face-to-face interview in the field, even though ...