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Natalie Little
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Our new home has no bath. It has a shower that is located in a lone bathroom, the square footage of which is approximately the same as your average elevator. One pedestal sink, a standard flushing toilet and a carbon copy of a shower found in a…
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Sitting in the cafeteria last Friday, a young man and I shared a packed lunch. Lunch, it must be noted, that I prepared for myself. While taking out my various Tupperware containers, I noticed that my classmate had nothing to eat. “Do you want some…
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A few weeks ago I had a dream that the iris on my right eye fell off. It was horrifying. In the dream, I kept trying to put the green part of my eye back in place just as I do with my contact lenses. I looked down at the concave, speckled disc balanced on…
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Struggling through the bog at the back of the farm, Brody shifted the black garbage bag tucking it under his left arm, his right clearing a path through a mosquito fog. “There’s a special place in hell for people like you,” he said. Mike, five meters…
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I’m breaking my own rule by reading this one… we’ll see how it goes.
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I’m wearing shorts. SHORTS. And a tank top. For those of you who don’t live in the Northern Hemisphere, naked arms and legs might not seem all that noteworthy. But to us who do, it’s glorious. When you spend the majority of your year swathed in thermal…
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Reading this week! Can’t wait. Review to follow…
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I used to clean houses for a living. It was a pathetic living, barely livable, but I did it. I could write pages and pages of life-altering truisms based on my observations while doing the dirty work, but I won’t. Well, I might, but I won’t do it today.…
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On the way home from, Morgan’s soccer practice on Saturday evening, we encountered a little scene on the main road near our home. A German Shephard belonging to the elderly man living on the farm adjacent to ours had escaped and was running around chasing…
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A couple of weeks ago, I attempted to convey a growing anxiety I’m currently experiencing to my youngest sister. Bearing in mind that I have just turned forty (a big milestone) and my baby sister is ten years younger than me, you can understand why the…
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