Summary

O ne morning last summer, I went to wash up in the dorm’s community sink area shared by close to 130 men. As I started to brush my teeth, I noticed a new mirror above one of the eight sinks. Unlike the other seven rusted, metal reflectors in the room, this mirror was made of glass. And instead of producing a carnival funhouse reflection of me, this proper mirror produced a clear image of myself gazing back with surprise.

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