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Some of them are true.
Most of them are not.
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Why Can’t We Have Our Own Soundtrack?
I’m envious of the movie characters who have an automatic soundtrack to their lives; they know what they are supposed to feel by the...
Christina Grant
May 1, 20211 min read
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A Exclamation Point Expresses Gratitude
Morning (again) should read instead: Morning (again!)
Christina Grant
Apr 30, 20211 min read
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Botswana's National Treasure Isn't Even From Around Here
When meteorite crashed inside the Central Kalahari Game Reserve they named it Motopi Pan after a local watering hole. I imagined hyenas...
Christina Grant
Apr 28, 20211 min read
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Just fly the f*ing flag.
When you vote against a rainbow you are saying no to the beautiful child who walks to school, bag slung over shoulder shining brightly as...
Christina Grant
Apr 27, 20211 min read
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I can't even party in my dreams
Nights are a frenzied torrent of faces and places all mashed together frantic and festive until the moment celebration turns sour and I...
Christina Grant
Apr 26, 20211 min read
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Senryu on Sound
Chewing halloumi squeaks pleasingly; like snowshoes across frigid drifts.
Christina Grant
Apr 26, 20211 min read
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The Inexorable Limerick
There was an occasional writer who penned poems to make April brighter. She once skipped a whole day, then penned two Saturday so her...
Christina Grant
Apr 25, 20211 min read
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