Reflections on an unexpected knock at door
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Dr ABIGAIL KABANDULA
ONE winter afternoon in Boston, I found myself standing outside a friend’s apartment building, wondering whether I had violated an unspoken social rule. I had texted earlier to say I was in the neighbourhood and thought I might stop by. A reply arrived
almost immediately: “Today isn’t great. Let’s find a time next week.” The response was perfectly polite. Yet as I stood there in the cold, I realised I was still learning the social grammar of my
ONE winter afternoon in Boston, I found myself standing outside a friend’s apartment building, wondering whether I had violated an unspoken social rule. I had texted earlier to say I was in the neighbourhood and thought I might stop by. A reply arrived
almost immediately: “Today isn’t great. Let’s find a time next week.” The response was perfectly polite. Yet as I stood there in the cold, I realised I was still learning the social grammar of my
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