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You won't hear me, so I'll write.
Dear Mr. BOURDAIN,
I love you, I'm in love with you. I want to follow suit. I want to understand. And I want to know everything. The sound of summer sounds like the days I spent watching you.. endlessly on le travel channel.
You made an impact on me. You changed my perspective with each episode. You taught me where to go. You taught me how to approach. You taught me how to love something that wasn't a personality. And I love you for that.
I want you here. Your impression is always pressing upon me, telling me to push more in your direction. But, IS THERE ROOM?
Is there room in an overcrowded room of white males. Is there room for a person like me to change the hearts and minds. IS THERE ROOM?
I am asking for guidance, I am asking for the forgiveness associated with neglect. I am asking for a sign. YOU used to be my sign. And now I am grasping at straws trying to find someone adjacent.
Talk to me. My spirit is begging you.
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not to sound like a commie or anything but I hate how it costs money to be alive
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Carrie Fisher behind the scenes of THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK (1980).
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