Every September, four manila folders begin disappearing from my desk, one by one. They represent nine days, nearly a thousand miles, and more than a few different hats. What could something as ordinary as a manila folder possibly reveal about the way we work, learn, and connect? Read this week’s Carosa Commentary, “The Last Manila Folder,” to see what was tucked inside—and what I brought home besides the paperwork.
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