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    2020 Grateful 52

    2020 Grateful 51: Here on Earth to fart around

    We live in a world of convenience. We can buy just about anything we need without leaving home. We’re increasingly interacting with people online. Heated

    Africa

    I helped make my world better today

    ‘That was a message from the Sheha [mayor] of the local village. We were to go there today, to visit the school, and give out

    2017 Grateful 52

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    I’ve been around the block a few times. I’ve met my fair share of people in places I’ve visited, lived, and worked. Many of them

    2017 Grateful 52

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    I was born asking questions. Seconds after I popped into the world, I opened my mouth and screamed whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Nothing much has changed in the

    Africa

    The gods must be crazy

    When I stumbled across South African writer Damon Galgut, I was well impressed. I’d just been to South Africa and as is my wont, had

    2016 Grateful 51

    It’s been a long time since anyone scrubbed me down and washed me. The last time was most likely during a hospital stay in Cherry

    Opened or closed?

    The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live. So said Flora Whittemore, an American woman who lived till 103 and

    Sleepy or stormy?

    After the hustle that was the souks of Marrakesh, it was a refreshing change to wander about the souks in the medina in Essaouira where

    Pop culture or traditional culture?

    The Man Who Knew Too Much, Hitchcock’s 1956 thriller, with Doris Day and Jimmy Stewart opens in Marrakesh. Ten years later, in 1966, Our Man in Marrakesh aka Bang!

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