Spaghetti

Sharing spaghetti conversation rich tomato juice and olive oil dribbling from our chins red wine releasing us from tight jackets into a real sense of
now.

This was an improvised episode short haul flight through dance, poetry and daring. Tomorrow we will save the universe but first we need to
sleep.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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