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AuRoaring Reviews

Bridging the Divide

“Back on the bike, I pretended that the wheels didn’t travel the world’s surface so much as unspool it, and if I stopped pedalling for even a second it would all fade away. The mineral glitter of the mountains and the cloud-shot...

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A new narrative on gold rush history

“To most people, the pack ice looked like a cold, endless wasteland that spread across one’s entire field of vision. But, if one watched it more carefully, one could see it come to life.” — excerpt from No Time to Bury Them by...

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Through dark to the light

“It is so hard, mon père, to plumb the depths of the pool of blood that is grief.” — Virginia Pésémapéo BordeleauA boy is born, unbreathing, the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck. With his first croak of life, his mother...

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