Sleeping at Zuccotti: Images of American Pluralism at Occupy Wall Street
“You just got here, didn’t you?” Sarah asked. Shocked, I admitted that I did, to which she replied “Of course you just did. You look too wholesome.” I had barely arrived at Zuccotti Park, the site of Occupy Wall Street, and I was already “found out.” My plans about lying about my name, lying about … Read more