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".. for 8 months, no more than that, a year, I sat in a cafe, drank coffee and wrote nonsense in a journal; then suddenly it was not nonsense .."
(Sabrina, 1995)

I'm Mae. I'm 23.
Home is the north west of England.

This started in Paris.
I don't know where it will end :)

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Oct 20

And so easily it comes back to you; not when you planned it to, not even when you were thinking it might; just a quiet moment as it flows back into your veins and you feel again that part of you which for so long had been sleeping.

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Next 12 Exits

".. for 8 months, no more than that, a year, I sat in a cafe, drank coffee and wrote nonsense in a journal; then suddenly it was not nonsense .." (Sabrina, 1995) I'm Mae. I'm 23. Home is the north west of England. This started in Paris. I don't know where it will end :)

".. for 8 months, no more than that, a year, I sat in a cafe, drank coffee and wrote nonsense in a journal; then suddenly it was not nonsense .."
(Sabrina, 1995)

I'm Mae. I'm 23.
Home is the north west of England.

This started in Paris.
I don't know where it will end :)