Not Quite Canadian
The moment I realized I wasn't as local as I thought (Nonfiction, 700 words)
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I couldn’t figure it out. Was there something on my face? Was my fly open? I hadn’t made it halfway across campus from the bus stop and three friends had already stopped me to ask how I was doing.
I was fine, as far as I knew.
But I was starting to wonder.
It was February of 2002. I was living and going to grad school in Ham…