The apricots are finally ripening this week. Chuck is super, super stoked. He let me fire off six frames and then he leaned his head over and let it fall to the floor like, “You got what you needed. We’re done here.”
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the smell of my desperation has become a stench
Heather B. Armstrong
Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.
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