The next three days are wall-to-wall video shoots. "Foods or famine" as my Iranian boss says in his broken English.
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4 comments:
I'll go for food. Famine never really appeals...
Just wish things would spread out a bit; life is never like that, I suppose.
But a life of medicrity and evenness makes for much less interesting blogging...
You write very well.
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