Forgotten Refugees at the Tunisian Border with Libya #MeadCompetition
My forefathers were born to slavery, they worked their skin out of them. We are born to suffer. In spite […]
My forefathers were born to slavery, they worked their skin out of them. We are born to suffer. In spite […]
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One Wednesday afternoon, about four years following my family’s migration from Israel to New Zealand, I was gripped by a
The person I wish to present in the following, a 72-year-old man named Herman, has withdrawn from almost all human
Empowering the Next Generation of Digital, Public Anthropologists In Yorkshire, England with a backdrop of bleating sheep and patchwork fields,
Most objects in our households have a purpose. They clothe, seat, feed or transport us. Some object do extra duty;
I love my hometown of Baltimore, Maryland. I’m sure you’ve heard about Baltimore lately, with its sagging school system, serving
The notorious C-Squat has become a kind of “house society” in which people are tied together by their connection to
As Allegra’s reviews editor, I am not only dealing with awesome new publications every week, but also get to think
Antonio, you decided to run for the elections of the new EASA committee. Can you let EASA members know a