By Annette von Osten
On March 3, 2001, I arrived in Los Angeles with two big suitcases to spend nearly four months as an intern at a Los Angeles law firm.
But let me go back three days.
Three days before I s...
On March 3, 2001, I arrived in Los Angeles with two big suitcases to spend nearly four months as an intern at a Los Angeles law firm.
But let me go back three days.
Three days before I s...
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