I crack open the lid of another card board box and almost jump back at the sight of what’s inside. There’s a yellow film of mold covering two beautifully hand carved bowls…
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authenticity
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Time: 3:07pm Date: March 12th, 2014 Place: Paris, France Background: It’s been 12 months since I quit my job to travel the world. I’ve just arrived back in France after spending five…
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I’m leaving. Tomorrow. I’m packing two bags and heading South. After circumventing the globe for the last fourteen months, moving comes naturally and easily to me. But this is different. I’m boarding…
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The runway is dark and the air is heavy with humidity. In the last twenty-four hours I’ve transited through five airports, three countries, and spent seventeen hours in the air with my…
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“I think I’m going to give alcoholism a try,” I say only half-kidding. “I think I’ll just drink myself into a stupor for the next two weeks until I board the plane…
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My Dearest Rebekah, Here is the letter I’ve been promising to write you, all about Love. It’s a love story and we’re part of it, but it’s not really our story. It’s…