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Yesterdays with Yeena

Yesterdays with Yeena: Introduction

Dear reader, It was a tattered Coffee-Bean receipt abandoned on a Monday, how the flier, painted in the familiar hues of uncaring footsteps, gently rode the Thursday breeze. It was the way a Saturday sun shied away to hide behind its cloud, the whispered melody… Keep Reading


Search Algorithms, Finding Nemo

Over $90 million was spent searching for Malaysia Airlines Flight 370. The International Group for Historic Aircraft Recovery spent $2.2 million looking for Amelia Earhart. Both these searches have one thing in common: the subjects of the searches were stationary. But would these searches have… Keep Reading


Jelly Beans

At a country fair in Plymouth in 1906, an unfortunate cow laid down his life for a place in mathematics history. The cow was a subject of a “guess-the-weight” competition, and the lucky person who came closest would win the slaughtered animal’s meat. The amazing… Keep Reading

Colors of Adolescence

Colors of Adolescence Edition 4

“Does not everything depend on the interpretation of silence around us?” – Lawrence Durrell –  It is only recently that I have begun to understand what silence could entail: It could be the awkward jumble of two strangers, Or the fragment of peace at 4… Keep Reading

Colors of Adolescence Edition 3

Let yourself sink into the Parisian atmosphere: intoxicate yourself with the fragrance of its dense, buttery baguettes; hum along to the romantic tinkles of French words boiling ever so softly in your ear; desperately clutch onto each and every transient second, in nowhere less than… Keep Reading

Colors of Adolescence/Lifestyle

Colors of Adolescence Edition 2

We tumbled down a dirt trail and the bus eventually screeched to a stop at the rust-covered gate. The premise was hushed, dormant under an all-encompassing blanket of calm—until a student would notice us entering, and the field would abruptly startle to life. Tattered-uniform clad… Keep Reading

Colors of Adolescence

Colors of Adolescence: Prologue

I awoke to the drift of French bread wafting through the hotel every morning, and was lulled to sleep by the symphony of crickets at night. Sipping on cherry-ade, my sister and I, we’d sit amidst the tall grass and watch the cathedral of Chartres… Keep Reading

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