I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order.
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I remember going through all of my dad’s clothes with my mom. It’s a heart-breaking chore.
I keep some of the things that meant a great deal to my dad. My mom’s vision is too poor for her to look at them, so I have them in a special place where I can see them when I want.
My dad had way too much junk, which was important to him, but it is mostly junk. It was tough throwing things out, but we kept quite a bit too. More to do another time.
Natural adventures 
No, it isn’t.
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Or rather, yes, it isn’t.
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Another tough day today, but we have broken the back of it.
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I remember going through all of my dad’s clothes with my mom. It’s a heart-breaking chore.
I keep some of the things that meant a great deal to my dad. My mom’s vision is too poor for her to look at them, so I have them in a special place where I can see them when I want.
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My dad had way too much junk, which was important to him, but it is mostly junk. It was tough throwing things out, but we kept quite a bit too. More to do another time.
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