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#17 From the borders of the union

An Mhór-Roinn, The continent

Growing up in Northern Ireland’s county Armagh, Tomaí Ó Conghaile was just one kilometre away from the border of the Republic of Ireland, where children

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#17 From the borders of the union

Life with migrants

Snow is falling over Lipa, a temporary camp for migrants, 30 kilometres away from the city of Bihać in Bosnia and Herzegovina. It snowed last night and it’s snowing again tonight. It’s not falling in my neighbourhood yet— maybe just a snowflake or two— and I’ve never looked forward to it less. After Lipa, snow will never look the same again. So I’m walking through the city, trying to make sense of our becoming so cold-hearted.

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#13 Designing (for) Humans

Dress to Express

My mother tells me that when our family arrived in the United States, I turned my seven-year-old back to the class each time the teacher

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#17 From the borders of the union

Will they come for our fish?

In 2019, a harness-clad Icelandic performance group named Hatari appeared on the Eurovision song contest stage to perform their song Hatrið Mun Sigra (Hatred Will Prevail). Through screaming, singing and strobe lights, the group shared their dystopian vision of the future: a society crippled, collapsed by consumerism, capitalism, and hate. The band achieved such popularity that Icelandic children began dressing up as members of Hatari for Halloween.

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#17 From the borders of the union

Setting Kosovo free

Thousands and thousands of young people—dressed in their summer outfits—walk up the road to the Germia national park in Kosovo’s capital, Pristina. They are here

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