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I was set firmly and relentlessly on the path to truth the day I broke a Wedgwood plate and, putting a brazen face on my mischief, nobly confessed all before Mother. I was three years old. Mother bent over me, showering me with the radiance of her approval. "I love you. You spoke the truth! What's a broken plate? Break a hundred plates!"

I broke plates, cups, bowls, dishes. I smashed livers, kidneys, hearts, eyes...The path to virtue is strewn with broken people and shattered china.

- Cracking India, Bapsi Sidhwa

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Stadhuset
Stockholm, Sweden

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So, there are a lot of new people that have added me to their friends-list. To all of you, I say ...

hello. :)

I have two requests:

#1) Introduce yourself, please. It would make me happy.

#2) If you have someone on your own list (preferably a photographer/artist) that you absolutely love, recommend him or her to me. I am on the prowl for new artists to add to my own list, and I would love recommendations from any and all of your.

Thanks a bunch. And merry christmas/happy non-denominational winter break.