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We ate red beets with garlic roasted in olive oil and anise. We ate onions sauteed in olive oil, mustard, and honey. We ate green leaves with grapes, tomatoes, onions, and feta cheese. We drank wine. We drank water. We talked social justice. We talked poverty. We talked blackness. We talked education. We talked about the years, that of which was left behind. Trials I used to roam out west before I came back to the nest. He said, "But, that is behind you? I am still under the illusion doors don't close. So plainly without a doubt they do. "The debt will go away, do what makes you happy." Why resist? This is the necessary transition.
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Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 9:03 PM UTC
W.I.P #02 Dinner with Sasha & Alejandro or I could never be an astronaut
We ate red beets with garlic roasted in olive oil and anise. We ate onions sauteed in olive oil, mustard, and honey. We ate green leaves with grapes, tomatoes, onions, and feta cheese. We drank wine. We drank water. We talked social justice. We talked poverty. We talked blackness. We talked education. We talked about the years, that of which was left behind. Trials I used to roam out west before I came back to the nest. He said, "But, that is behind you? I am still under the illusion doors don't close. So plainly without a doubt they do. "The debt will go away, do what makes you happy." Why resist? This is the necessary transition.
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Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 9:03 PM UTC
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