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Lana J. Reeves
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Unpacking the Baggage of Hawaii's Tourism
The portrayals of Hawaii as a party paradise for slender college kids holding beers or backflipping into blue water rubs me the wrong way. I find this kind of vacation porn reductive: It erases the state’s complicated identity.
A Ride with Hatred
I am only half-surprised when a man spits in my face on the bus. What surprises me is my response, or lack thereof.
Finding Femininity in Quarantine
The irrational fear that I am becoming less of a woman began long before my period stopped. I was already indifferent to sophomoric forms of girl-power-girl-boss rhetoric; where I had once nursed feminist excitement, I was numb.
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