By: Gabriela Yareliz It was a summer night, and the sun was still shining in the Upper West Side. I was impressed by how bright it was and how tired I felt. I had been looped into a late evening meeting at work and told I could take a car home (which I was gratefulContinue reading “—But What is Your Dream?”
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GABRIELA YARELIZ 