the race we call human

Too many times a day we can feel ashamed to be a part of the human race. When we hear the news, when we see people practically run each other off the road, when we see anyone alone and marginalized and vulnerable and when we are not impressed with our own behaviour.

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the dating scarf

the sisterhood of the travelling scarf

the sisterhood of the travelling scarf

I went to a bar to hear some friends playing in a band several months ago.

I wore my (dating) scarf.

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a nice girl like you

 

What is a nice girl like you still doing unmarried?

Piss me off.
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