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  • A day to remember

    Today I decided to grab my things and work on the rooftop of the building. After a weekend where everything seemed empty, and nothing motivated me, a day in the sun is what I needed and didn’t know. And here, I felt like writing about nothing specific but how small things save us daily. I […]

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  • She

    Trying to find the right way to speak, I fall silent. Trying only to create something good, I put down my pen. One day I was told I wasn’t old enough to speak. And I believed it. I also believed when they said I needed to study more to have the right to an opinion. […]

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  • My new home, Liverpool

    Clay-colored buildings, long days, always cold feet. Sometimes I stop and think: how did I end up here? I feel the ice on the tips of my fingers, but I can’t stop typing; I must be crazy. Tea with milk, breakfast that looks like lunch, and cars are backwards. I must be lost, am I […]

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