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At brunch (we kind of skipped breakfast daily in Bora Bora), we met at our usual hotel spot, with a […]

See, I have very few friends. I can count them on one hand. But this trip was something else.  We

Two strangers in the quick food aisle Literary psychological fiction Out in the vast ocean, my lethargic bones are lying

Here’s my secret to wanting to do stuff when you don’t want to do stuff The sun hit my pale

What powers lie in refusing to be tamed? That’s the headline I saw in a contemporary art gallery this weekend.

Clear Boundaries Seem Rude Only to People Who Were Counting on Their Lack Imagine you’re in a ballroom, and everyone

Alone in the room with my prosecutor My prosecutor said I should lie my bones alone, in this cell, and

Reflections on the Thursday Murder Club I found yet again that joy of reading at night at 8–9-ish PM, with

The perfume that took me back to the Sistine Chapel I’ve recently discovered fragrances. I mean, going in depth with

The magic tree of wishes …an enchanted love story. From one girl to another With the tip of her toe