Who was that someone who lured you into the wonderful world of the written word?
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I would propose that it’s usually a village of someones. My village featured:
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Oftentimes, it takes us buckets of tears, sweat and (literally) blood before we achieve what we want in life. But so long as it means waking up the next day to a morning as majestic and picturesque as this, I would not mind fighting till I shed the last b