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Botched Statue
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Whose Body Part Is It Anyway?

Over winter break, I watched the first season of “Botched” in three days.

Botched Statue
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Botched Statue

"But, as Dubrow and Nassif plan to “fix” a patient’s body part, they begin to claim each body part as their own creation. It became clear to me that the main tension is really about who owns each body part — the patient or the professional?"

KDrama TV
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Talking Out Loud When My Roommate's Gone

When I first started watching Korean dramas, I was too young to be cynical.

KDrama TV
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KDrama TV

"I used to watch them with my grandmother on our couch. My Korean vocabulary was limited, so I couldn’t understand everything the characters were saying."

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Looking Through Myself

When I was three my father came home from work one day with an enormous canvas, twice as big as me, featuring the photo. This canvas hung in our living room on a wall facing the front door, so any visitors to our home would be unexpectedly greeted by our smiles.

Tern, Not Gull
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Trap and Release

Hundreds of grey wings, not quite in rhythm, beat against a hazy, pink and yellow sunset; rippling waves below reflect their own, darker version of the scene.

Window and Curtains
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The Silence Between Us

To think of all these little moments that create the lives we lead. How different our lives become with every choice that is made. I marvel at the things not said. The untold stories floating silently in the air.

Window and Curtains
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Window and Curtains

Their home is now empty. The small kitchen is empty of rich flavors and smells, the bedrooms empty of soft laughter and whispers.

Moon and Tree
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Moon and Tree

Every night growing up in Aurora, Ill., Maya S. Bhagat took a walk with her parents.

Moon and Tree
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Ten Steps Ahead

It was always a source of comfort to tread those paths, racing my sister through the balmy summer air, narrating a book in intricate detail to my mother, or laughing as we slipped on ice in the winter.

Yellow Smoke
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A Thousand Words

With every frame, I freeze less than 1/200 of a second. Bright blue smoke spills from the canister, enshrouding Butch — skull and all — in a thick, morphing cloud.

Fire and Bubbles
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Fire and Bubbles

Fire and Bubbles in the Los Angeles Arts District.

Butch performing at the Santa Monica pier
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Butch performing at the Santa Monica pier

Green clouds pour from Butch's smoke grenades at the Santa Monica Pier.

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Yellow Smoke

Butch waves a yellow smoke grenade in the Los Angeles River

Blue Smoke Grenade
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Blue Smoke Grenade

Butch dons his neon green skull.

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