• The Ladder

    It was a warm sunny morning and the sun had just made its way above the palm trees and buildings in the east. The streets are narrow and busy with early morning traffic. A dog scurries down an alleyway, and people greeted each other in Spanish with a smile or…

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  • Mango

    There in the warm summer market, sat a lovely mango, ripened to the perfect firmness. Alyosha  gently put the mango on top of his shopping bag, along with a few other items he purchased from the market in the square. The square was tranquil today, he was unrushed and content. …

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I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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