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A WOMAN IN THAT CITY

I dont know what I have become yet.

I stopped blogging in 2011.My blog, was ranked no3 nationwide and was picked up by a publishing company. I now  Work as a  professional writer, and had no  time or drive to engage in a personal blog anymore. I also am not as naive as i was about the world when I started. But now,  I see that despite the surplus of bloggers, writers, twitters and the likes, people do not tell stories anymore. So here I a am, about to tell a few. Brace yourselves, it's going to be a bumpy road.

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Work for me, sleep with me.

" I need to talk to you, can I come over tonight?" The message on her phone was weird, and it was not at the same time.

Scandinavian Cello school

Fresh sublime food, calm to appease your soul, good wine, good music, the sea, the fields, and the feeling of being in the moment ...

Pay attention.

Some sulk, in order to be asked what is wrong. Others yell, when felt not respected and bypassed. Others criticize, putting themselves abov

Blessing bags

His eyes opened wide and he looked up to see me, incredulous. The look of surprise, the shock and the realization I had not done a mistake

Working problems

He proceeded to tell me -in front of everybody and my kid who was with me- that if he was not in an office he would beat the shit out of me.

A vagina can tow a boat ( greek saying)

I get it, and I came to terms with it. I will spend my life without tasting all the 'sinful" joys that everyone is talking about. I had...

To be or not to be

I truly Love Denmark, even when I hate it. I love the fact it helps me study, pay my rent, raise my child in safety. I hate the fact it...

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