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Walking Alongside The Girl With The Broken Smile

How long has it been? a month? two? another birthday? It’s odd to come back here to the cloud of […]

Leaving is always tough, bittersweet, necessary, but painful. Yet, this time around it felt like I was Frida Kahlo and […]

I was born in a big city, and pretty much spent my childhood at a central location. It was a […]