Articles by Jenny Odell 
Fiction
Somewhere To Go
"The dry mouth and sweaty palms I hated so much are starting to return, and I think of the Ativan in the car with its promise of no more questions. My heart is beating fast enough for me to remember how much I hated having to be aware of it, every hour of every day, until I took the Ativan and I could forget about it."
- Jenny Odell
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- 11 September 2008
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