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I ordered a bottle of hand lotion from Amazon but forgot all about it until it arrived. That’s so unlike me since I view their deliveries as the equivalent of Christmas morning, all-year-long. I unwrapped it and studying the label, wondered why I ordered it… but as soon as I pumped some onto my hands,
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As my sixth decade approaches I find myself obsessed with the preserving of memories. Especially the memories of loved ones
Not disregarding all of the years spent playing with my Mom’s laundry basket as a child, my love affair with
We were at the pier in Provincetown, Massachusetts, and so, so young. I watched off to the side as my
