What hit me like a clear and uplifting breeze the moment I crossed the border was a symphonic cacophony of beautifully choreographed chaos. My head and my eyes swung from left to right and it was as if the air changed the moment we crossed the border.
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Seeds of Change, Part 1. A Song for a Season
It is, I think, moments like this that really define us. You suddenly find yourself on the spot with a high stakes decision and the script is gone. How does that old saying go, “separate the men from the boys”?
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