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I’m constantly Googling. I’m constantly searching for an answer to a random question or thought. I’ll shamelessly search for love, career, medical, friendship, cooking and practical advice. My search history paints such an accurate portrait of my weakness and inabilities that I have no other choice, but to continually ‘clear search history’. Luckily for me,
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We’ve got a mango love Sweet and sticky It drips down my chin But I grin anyway Messy Delicious Ripe Don’t let it sit for – Too long It sticks in my teeth Niggling at me The sun sets And now your love tastes – Sour. A Mango Love is my attempt at some poetry
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Ms Lopez wore her lavender glasses on a chain around her neck. She spoke softly, like a librarian should. It seemed impossible she could ever raise her voice above a whisper. Ms Lopez moved with purpose. Every movement felt considered and thoughtful. Ms Lopez was actually Andrea Marie Lopez, but she preferred to be called
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I have recently found myself infatuated with social networking site Goodreads. I think of it as a Facebook for intellectuals, but in actual fact it’s just another platform to brag on. And that’s exactly why I love it. An any opportunity to show off how cultured you are is one worth taking. On Goodreads I
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We dance in a literal cage at this club. Is it empowering? We aren’t too sure. But it’s fun and people look at us. We are always wanting people to look at us. Older men dressed in semi expensive suits move in packs. They circle us like sharks, hungry for our youth and our innocence.
India Alessandra 