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Identity Crisis

…. ToMAYto, ToMAto, vegetable or fruit? No wonder you’re always sauced. ….

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Paring

… She’s stuck in a rut -abaga moment, rooted to this bluegreen sphere by her own leafy fears. She longs to be exotic: bok choy, art -un-choked, tomatillo habañero heat, onion skin peeled down far enough to remind her she’s … Continue reading

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