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Secrets were power. Money was power. Being needed was power. Power, power, power: how could the world be organized around the struggle for a thing so lonely and oppressive in the having of it?
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I decided I needed a pick-me-up and so plumped on trying something new in the kitchen. Several somethings in fact. And as a reward for rowing regularly this past month, in spite of less than 8 hours of sleep daily, the several somethings would not skimp on the sugar or the fat :) 329 more words