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Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Moved to another platform
Hi all. Just want to let you know I've moved this blog to another platform: http://whatlivingfeelslike.wordpress.com/ I hope you'll follow me there. I think there'll be more posts about what living feels like in the future. Thanks for reading. God bless you all.
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My Mom, c. 1967