January 2010
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Imbécile Heureux by Arnaud Fleurent-Didier.
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My tumblr voice is gone. Every time I attempt a post it sounds squeaky and high pitched to me. I don’t know what has happened to the rounded baritones. Last night I ate grilled mackerel, seasoned with salt. The skin was black with grill marks. Bubbly. Delicious, but what I’m missing are fresh mozarella and these heirloom tomatoes I was buying from a guy in Florida. They were huge. Near...
