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  • Journalesque | A Night in Paris
    He bowed his head lightly, before moving closer to me on the dance floor, holding a beer in one hand. I forgot I was in four inch heels, had a sprained foot, and wore a tight dress that I would normally never wear out in daylight.


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  • Journalesque | Being in the Moment: Unpredicted Call
    At any moment may arrive a friend in need, a story to be shared, tears to be shed, fates considered. Own it.


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