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I hope you will find the cracks in the world and wedge them wider, so the light of other suns shines through; I hope you will keep the world unruly, messy, full of strange magics; I hope you will run through every open Door and tell stories when you return.

James Baldwin wrote, “The place in which I’ll fit will not exist until I make it.”1 We all seek belonging, and for very few of us, even the most hermitic, is that place completely separate from others. That means it’s something we must build together.