It’s been five minutes since I sat down with a heap of scrumptious stir fry. Now as I look down at my bone dry plate I can’t help but ask WTF happened? Do I even remember the tangy sauce, or the brilliant green of the broccoli? Was I even alive?! Alive in the fact that
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Wandering around the Civic Center Farmer’s Market here in San Francisco I happened upon a booth selling all sorts of goodies from the East. In an instant I knew this card needed a permanent home under my sand dollar magnet. That way when I’m dragging my sore legs to the almond milk for my morning
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