المدونة الشاملة

I hated her instantly and passionately. Twisting my face into a smile, I asked, “And your work represents?” “The piece says Mother Nature will prevail”. Her smug voice flowed like molasses. God, why had I ever agreed to judge the competition? Not only did I hate her, I despised every sentimental bone in her body. […]

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