Category: 2019-USA
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Hypocrisy of Conservation
I stood under the approaching twilight. The early morning air tasted like the breeze of an open fridge in the midst of noon. The caws of crows gliding overhead echoed welcomingly. The sun was barely over the horizon; Her radiant rays grasping the remnants of dawn like gentle fingertips unveiling the grandiose skyscraping granite ramparts…
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To the Ahwahnee
I made my way to “99 ranch market” hoping to find my replacement bakwa. I was pleasantly surprised to see the array of oriental goods they have. There were shelves of noodles of all curve and sizes, sauces from fish to soy, and condiments from curry to stews. They even have pork floss and hawthorn…
Dashing Heights 