Eleni
Bitesized and well-suited for a TEDx talk, but unsurprisingly only momentarily transgressive. An accessible and necessary read for misogynists and people that are completely clueless.
Bitesized and well-suited for a TEDx talk, but unsurprisingly only momentarily transgressive. An accessible and necessary read for misogynists and people that are completely clueless.
While grappling with important themes, perspectives, and emotions, it is executed rather flimsily, with an attempt at a style that feels glossy but imported. Hamid's desire to crystallise his life is genuine, the thoughts resonate with an educational immigrant like me, and so does the desire to "make it" in the big city, while feeling irrevocably nostalgic. But the attempts at depth and philosophical examination are merely transient and feel unexplored.
While grappling with important themes, perspectives, and emotions, it is executed rather flimsily, with an attempt at a style that feels glossy but imported. Hamid's desire to crystallise his life is genuine, the thoughts resonate with an educational immigrant like me, and so does the desire to "make it" in the big city, while feeling irrevocably nostalgic. But the attempts at depth and philosophical examination are merely transient and feel unexplored.
While grappling with important themes, perspectives, and emotions, it is executed rather flimsily, with an attempt at a style that feels glossy but imported. Hamid's desire to crystallise his life is genuine, the thoughts resonate with an educational immigrant like me, and so does the desire to "make it" in the big city, while feeling irrevocably nostalgic. But the attempts at depth and philosophical examination are merely transient and feel unexplored.
While grappling with important themes, perspectives, and emotions, it is executed rather flimsily, with an attempt at a style that feels glossy but imported. Hamid's desire to crystallise his life is genuine, the thoughts resonate with an educational immigrant like me, and so does the desire to "make it" in the big city, while feeling irrevocably nostalgic. But the attempts at depth and philosophical examination are merely transient and feel unexplored.
While grappling with important themes, perspectives, and emotions, it is executed rather flimsily, with an attempt at a style that feels glossy but imported. Hamid's desire to crystallise his life is genuine, the thoughts resonate with an educational immigrant like me, and so does the desire to "make it" in the big city, while feeling irrevocably nostalgic. But the attempts at depth and philosophical examination are merely transient and feel unexplored.
While grappling with important themes, perspectives, and emotions, it is executed rather flimsily, with an attempt at a style that feels glossy but imported. Hamid's desire to crystallise his life is genuine, the thoughts resonate with an educational immigrant like me, and so does the desire to "make it" in the big city, while feeling irrevocably nostalgic. But the attempts at depth and philosophical examination are merely transient and feel unexplored.
While grappling with important themes, perspectives, and emotions, it is executed rather flimsily, with an attempt at a style that feels glossy but imported. Hamid's desire to crystallise his life is genuine, the thoughts resonate with an educational immigrant like me, and so does the desire to "make it" in the big city, while feeling irrevocably nostalgic. But the attempts at depth and philosophical examination are merely transient and feel unexplored.
While grappling with important themes, perspectives, and emotions, it is executed rather flimsily, with an attempt at a style that feels glossy but imported. Hamid's desire to crystallise his life is genuine, the thoughts resonate with an educational immigrant like me, and so does the desire to "make it" in the big city, while feeling irrevocably nostalgic. But the attempts at depth and philosophical examination are merely transient and feel unexplored.
