Taste: rhubarb Sight: peach and seagreen walls; blossoming; green mountains overlooking Hood River Sound: a baby panda's cry Smell: floral hand soap Touch: a firm hug; tears Extra: redaction poems -- "People like me are in fear of being silenced in subtle and violent ways. We fear our histories will be blotted out with black marks of denial and revision. This is one way to look at the future." — The Art of Silencing , Rebecca Mabanglo-Mayor Grateful for: travelogue movies - Norway, Turkey, China
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