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Taekwondo, Angst and the Creative Process

Wednesday, September 21st 2016 So bummed my last post about this got vaporized.  I must tread delicately here to avoid betraying my Dear Boy Child. Here is the time last week when I misgauged the time of his class (it … Continue reading

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