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There is no recipe when walking down a dusty road along the Rio Cuale, looking up and seeing both an orange plastic pumpkin and a jolly red Santa figure side by side on a rooftop. 430 more words


Journal Excerpt

2/11/2015, Wednesday

I didn’t know that someone like her can have so much insecurities about herself. In my eyes, she was perfect – physically and mentally. 162 more words