STOP AND SMELL THE FLOWERS
It was at a flea market in Athens, on a warm Sunday afternoon where I heard Edith Piaf’s voice coming from an old record…
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It was at a flea market in Athens, on a warm Sunday afternoon where I heard Edith Piaf’s voice coming from an old record…
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A lovely writer once wrote: When you’re young, you have this huge desire to change the world. You’re eager to make the world a…
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