on the second glance. No, not the first. That’s for fairy tales.
Read MoreYou were in my heart before I knew you were there, before I recognized you, a seedling strewn on the forest floor, ready to flourish
Read MoreIn Kensington market, full of small purveyors of meats and vegetables, of soaps and leathers, and roti shops, and pho restos, and bubble tea spots,
Read Moretrimming curves from corners, you go through that door to find yourself on the other side. it’s not you but it may be you or
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