In those days everything about me
Was vaguely Japanese
the yoga, the watercolors, the Tassajara Bread Book
I was a virgin to disappointment
Month: October 2016
But here, with cameras flashing, guides cutting the silence in foreign tongues, bodies shifting for better views, she felt herself to be an intruder of the worst kind, one who has passed beyond the limits of decency. Instinctively she turned away. Mike was right behind her, adjusting his camera settings.Read More
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