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You are my slip-stream song,
dynamite bouquet and
hurricane whisper.
Make a path between struggle and Eden.
Coax full my meager heart.
—Sarah Torribio
"A little bit of this. A little bit of that. A pot, a pan, a broom, a hat. . ."—Anatevka, "Fiddler on the Roof." This is a blog about everything and nothing. A little parenting, a little humor, some poetry, news, essays, a lot of music. I don't want to waste your time, just send positive vibes into the blogosphere. Oh, yeah, my name is Sarah Torribio. Enough about me, how are you?
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