Food-wise, I’m waiting for peaches. That’s when I know I’m in Los Angeles. More than lemons and oranges, which have an all-year-round prolific, whoreish quality – if they’re not blossoming they’re bearing fruit, it’s a constant publicity machine – peaches can only mean early summer here. 916 more words
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I have got cramps. Inelegant, painful, distracting, uncomfortable cramps.
This morning I had the joy of a colposcopy. It seems I am rather prone to “inconclusive” smear test results, and I duly get referred off to the hospital to have further tests, which involve inspection with a camera. 1,061 more words
Ter uma conta em qualquer banco parece algo banal, bastando apresentar RG, CPF e comprovante de residência. Se você é um imigrante, no entanto, a tarefa fica bem mais complicada. 564 more words