Akwaaba to the Real World

Too often, while exploring and volunteering in new places, I’ve treated every moment like a snapshot waiting to happen.

The Apricot Picker

I'd been to the park a handful of times before noticing the apricot tree. The apricots were mostly near the top, so we had to climb and jump to shake them down.

How I Learned to Get Lost

I called one of my professors in a panic and screamed, “Como se dice I’m lost in the middle of nowhere?” into my cell phone.

Lest We Forget

Beyond the revelry of pub-goers and the summer routines of Londoners, these voices and these documents represented the other side of humanity I encountered in London.

Crimson Summer Postcards 2012

Follow Crimson editors as they explore the world this summer! Use this interactive map to browse through postcards. In our ...

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