“Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” My writing desk sits smack in front of a big window. I pause as I write to peek out on life as …
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Mexico City Meets San Rafael? San Francisco CA?
It’s amazing to me how my day, the day that I had planned, can change in the blink of an eye. When I awoke this morning, I had no idea I’d be writing about strangers I haven’t even met. To you. Readers and writers all, we’re open to new experiences. We have to be. Travel and …
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