The air felt cool on my shoulders as we weaved through the rice fields to the beach, a leaf floated across our path and my mind drifted back to fall days at home. Continue reading
The air felt cool on my shoulders as we weaved through the rice fields to the beach, a leaf floated across our path and my mind drifted back to fall days at home. Continue reading →
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Eastside Curry