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What I Love

It's not worth doing if it isn't what you love.

So we remake ourselves anew in yet another image: I play with my own masks and faces in ways that surprise myself, in ways that were not expected and yet seem inevitable, only to discard them months later if they are not what I love (it's been a long journey). But like we said in "The Road," a gal has just got to keep walking if she ever expects to reach her destination.

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