Taran

Cultivating American art

Smoke pranced in curlicues off the end of a cigarette as a Norwegian girl gestured with the hand holding it. “You don’t smoke at all?” she asked with a squint of her eyes, her accent quietly revealing itself. I said I didn’t. She looked up beyond the wooden awning we
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david.liu

OFF THE BEAT: Bookshelves and puzzle pieces

Someone once remarked there is absolutely nothing that compares with the influence of a mother. For me, it is a testament to a fine truth, one whose foundations transcend simple love, kindness and understanding. It holds a greater truth in my heart than I would like to admit at times.
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