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    Masks and Allies

    It’s weird how our consciousness works. You notice the existence of something – most of the times bumping into it; from that moment on, thanks to that persistent pain from the bumping, you start seeing, reading and smelling it everywhere.…

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    Cookies and Minimalism

    I came back from summer holidays with an overwhelming desire for peace and cuisine. Today for instance, after having fed the creepy blob that lives in my fridge and should replace the yeast (I called it ET, although it recalls…

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    I Count My Blessings

    In all relationships there must be a sharing in the tasks of everyday life: you cook, I do the dishes; you take out the garbage, I hoover. In my family (two people and a cat) when there is to write…