Boston, you are a wise old city. Why do you dress so young? I should be tripping over your broken cobblestones, not searching for them.
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What if I let it all in?
In the cafe, I am the junkie, drinking a bowl of bean caffeine. I am addicted to happiness. It is my safest place. I am afraid of my sadnes...
This blog gets better and better every time I look. I like to wait and only click it once a month, to better recognize the huge leaps of change in your writing and style. And the photography really keeps pace with the writing. You are a blossoming talent.
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