You Are What You Eat

In 1991, which is quite a long time ago, I moved to Seattle. I knew no one, but my aunt knew a woman who lived in the north in Lake City and let me stay in her basement until I found an apartment. I wasn’t there long, but shared the space with a woman renter. She was physical for a living-a trainer. She did yoga and ran every morning. She wore no make-up, had a girlfriend quite openly, and wore the crunchy Seattle wear one might expect in well…

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