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Hawaiian Palm Tree, Talaria Haast

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Zeus, Talaria Haast

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Ice, Talaria Haast

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Autumn, Talaria Haast

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Chinese Clothes, Lauren Dare

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China, Alexis Mcbride

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Paris, Cooper Scollan

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Oh to be in Paris. Paris, just like the movies. Just like the image. Just like the romance. It is as beautiful as one could conceive, and as inspiring as one wants it to be. As you visit the sites, eat the food, and try to become a part of this breathtaking city, you are left in a state of constant emotional tickle. But to be in Paris, you must try to act like a Parisian. Not a tourist. ~excerpt from prose

The Seven Forgotten Modern Wonders Of The World, Amy Fagan

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The Gateway Arch is the “gateway” to Saint Louis, Missouri. The Arch is a feature of the Jefferson National Expansion Memorial Park, and standing at 630 ft., is the nation’s tallest memorial. The stainless steel structure took four years to construct and was dedicated in 1966. Now, millions of visitors take a tram from one leg of the Arch to the top to get a glimpse of bustling St. Louis. ~excerpt from prose

A Cautionary Tale: Exploring Myths On Dominican Sponsored Trip To China, Alexis Mcbride

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I am submitting this cautionary tale to the wary traveler. Be prepared for some surprises and be open for new ideas.

These are a few things I learned:

1) There is no such thing as an easy credit.
I admit that it was naive to expect easy credits. I should have predicted extensive reading for class preparation, a trip journal that would swallow two weeks of my life and a fourteen page paper that would entail hours of research and writing. ~excerpt from prose

Testimonies From Ireland, Brianna Youmans, Katie Ross, Denise Cetti

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This summer, nine of Dominican University’s students involved in B.A.S.I.C., traveled to Northern Ireland where they worked with children and young adults, encouraging them to become “leaders of peace and hope.” ~excerpt from prose

View From A Hill, Jennifer Curtin

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My mother and I drive up Parnassus Avenue in the hills of San Francisco. Listening to our iPod, I sing along to “Gold Dust Woman” by Fleetwood Mac. Usually, my mother would join me, especially since this song is one of our favorites, but she seems ashamed of her weakening voice. The pulsating rhythm of the song enhances the nervous tension as we charge up the Victorian-lined incline. ~excerpt from prose

Not Far From Home, Serianna Pearson

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I flew out of the San Francisco International Airport with a group of essential strangers to travel out of the country for the first time. After a bumpy ride fully-equipped with a lightning storm, we landed in Quito, Ecuador. I highly anticipated this trip, collecting handouts and attending group meetings, but I was somewhat confused when, standing in the customs line, I saw two pictures: one of San Francisco and one of Quito, with a slogan basically saying “Quito, the sister-city of San Francisco.” Apparently, I hadn’t traveled as far from home as I thought. ~excerpt from prose

Find Yourself By Looking In A New Place, Christopher Leeds

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Making the choice to leave a very successful, established life in the corporate world and enter academia was an easy one for me. The opportunity to help students find some direction, to find a path to start their lives or change already established ones, was irresistible. ~excerpt from prose

Churros, Julia Van Der Ryn

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We are here in the middle of a country. At night I anchor myself to my husband as if we were surrounded by water instead of a flat, dry plane of land. I hook my foot around his ankle and breathe in dust and the smell of other people's kitchens. Frying foods fuel my dreams. ~excerpt from prose

A Mexican In Metropolis: Pensées Of A Summer Among Parisians, Carlos Rodriguez

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Aeroports Charles de Gaulle

How to get there from here. From San Rafael, take the airporter at the Transit Center. Get to SFO. And then take a plane to France. Fly into the night. Arrive the next day.~excerpt from prose

San Francisco, Amanda Martin

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I’m going back to dirty sidewalks

And twinkle-light trees

Whipped cream fog

On stacked, steep, streets ~excerpt from poem

London Colors, Mea Chavez

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more green than you’d imagine

cream colored wealth

gray poverty

brick red intellectualism

red and green doors

tulips hidden under earth prolific

purple and pink

pubs wooden brown and black

gold pints and signs ~excerpt from poem

Finding Russel Square, Mea Chavez

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Can’t find Russell Square

coming from the British Museum

as from a daze

lost in this brightness

amid streets I wish

were on a grid

I come across other squares

a children’s park ~excerpt from poem

Lorelei, Clara Schumann

Poetry

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Er Ist Gekommen In Sturm Und Regen, Clara Schumann

Poetry

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O Der Weinenden Kinder Nacht, Nelly Sachs

Poetry

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Einsamkeit, Nelly Sachs

Poetry

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An Euch, Die Das Neue Haus Bauen, Nelly Sachs

Poetry

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An George Sand, Ida Von Reinsberg-Düringsfeld, 1815-1876

Poetry

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Vorläufig, Renate Rasp

Poetry

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Russisch Leder, Renate Rasp

Poetry

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Bildnis, Renate Rasp

Poetry

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Glas, Louise Von Plönnies

Poetry

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Auf Der Eisenbahn, Louise Von Plönnies

Poetry

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Gedichte An Eine Frau, Elisabeth Paulsen

Poetry

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