The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time.
When Tracy Chapman first burst onto the American music scene back in the late 1980s, I remember my mother ...
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I have a confession to make. I like fashion.That’s it. Nothing shocking, I know. Well, it may be shocking to those who’ve met me ...
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Remember six months ago, I -- along with a few creative optimists -- built a new vision board as part of my New ...
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