How can borders be so simple and so strange? I am driving and I pass over an invisible line and everything changes: the pavement, the signs, the language on the signs, miles into kilometers, food[…]
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Starting Over in Germany and Sunshine | Hamburg
As a young hamster bred on the West Coast of Florida, I learned early and often to curse the oppressive sun. Not only did it greet you, it stole your joy with it’s glaring beams[…]
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