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Seven months in Florida have been full of twists, turns, and false starts, but it looks like I’ve found a place to settle in (see: “settle in” above). How do I know? Signs. Signs! The first giveaway that Jacksonville would fit: Dance Trance is within walking distance of my house. Duh. If I drove 10 [...]
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I’m still slumming it on the beach in Melbourne, Florida, hanging out with family. My plan to was to be out of here within weeks, living and working in Miami. But neither the jobs nor the city itself are calling to me all that much. In the meantime, I keep making discoveries that are surprisingly sweet. This morning, a two-for-one: [...]
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This is what happens when you make jokes about America’s annoying obsession with babies. And its fatness. You gain 8 lbs. of stubborn pudge right around the mid-section.
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Then they left me hanging. There’s a curious marketing phenomenon going on at Nike: “Dance fitness” becomes popular and Nike Shox become harder to find.
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