Freedom

Life, it’s beautiful and complicated. How does one survive. Well, according to nursery rhymes, with a little dash of spice and everything nice.

What the fudge is that suppose to mean. The spice of life? Ask me, and I will tell you. I once saw a magazine with that subtitle. It was under my dad’s waterbed. It showed me what was real in this world. The nitty gritty. The real spice of life.

Let’s get real with each other.

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