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If My Life Is My Message
then what the hey am I trying to say?
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Benji says
...Mommy, I want to tell you a smooky story.
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Ilaria
I am an ex-journalist and a mother of two boys. I live in Los Angeles. I am a traveler, an adventurer, a writer. These are my philosophical investigations -- from the kitchen, the playground, and the streets of LA.
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