Trials Of Manaea: Journey To Velo City
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Another year at the dawn of spring, I find myself daydreaming again as camp kicks off and the sound of baseball bathes the early weekend air like the morning dew. While sipping my coffee, the sounds of baseball from my TV set fade into the white noise of a busy street-side market; I’m again swept off to an alternate world where I’m drinking coffee in a Moroccan street cafe. Please, blog, may I have some more?