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we’re all the same
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ohhmgaglio · 9 years
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“I had a nanny named Carmela Geribelli. She was a Sicilian woman who lived across the hall from me at my apartment building in Queens. We lived in 2B and she lived in 2M. My parents were always working so I’d live with her during the week. She always had me pick her horse when she bet on the races. And whenever something bad happened, for some reason, she’d scream: ‘Shit on toast!’ All my extended family lived in Korea, so I even called her ‘Grandmother.’ I’d spend every Christmas with my Korean family, and every Christmas Eve I’d spend with my Italian family across the hall.”
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Gail Albert Halaban: Paris Views, courtesy of Edwynn Houk Gallery.
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ohhmgaglio · 9 years
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I hope one day I look back and this all makes sense. All of it, every minute every second. Maybe it will explain this upset and depression. Who have I become?
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daisies in the moonlight | Alena Červeňanská
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