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While I brush my hair I jot down a note to myself, about another idea for a new essay; an envelope under my arm. My hair wings around my shoulders and I’m out the door, shouting over the radio.
Becca Bright
Mario López-Goicoechea
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Great post. Thanks for sharing.
London-based, Cuban writer. Author of “Cuban, Immigrant, and Londoner” https://uk.bookshop.org/a/6886/9781528994293 https://acubaninlondon.medium.com/membership
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