The Association of Professional Schools of International Affairs (APSIA) is a non-profit educational organization composed of graduate-level schools of international affairs. Starting as a network of American graduate schools in the mid-1970s, APSIA was incorporated in 1989 and grew into an international association with over 60 schools. Member schools meet on a regular basis to discuss educational issues and encourage contact among their students, faculties, and graduates.
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