When I'm not abhorring my university town for its infamous alcohol culture, I hold the so-called dirty city in a good light.
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The olfactory nerve bridges the nose to the amygdala and hippocampus in the brain. It is no wonder, then, that my lotion reminds me of stepping out of…
Meditating on transport.
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There is a band that practices on their porch across the street from us. On Fridays, sometimes Mondays, always in the late afternoon, the wind carries…

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