Saw this sign in Dresden last week for a party you can only get into if you're thirty or over. And the best part--the first gig is on my very birthday!
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- day thirty: passports
- day twenty-nine: steak and champagne
- day twenty-eight: taking advantage
- day twenty-seven: what thirty looks like
- day twenty-six: I don't sleep, I dream
- day twenty-five: you're invited
- day twenty-four: pacify the elderly
- day twenty-three: artsy+crafty
- day twenty-two: changing what you eat
- day twenty-one: sukr kava limonada
- day twenty: moving closer
- day nineteen: L'chaim
- day eighteen: towels and clouds
- day seventeen: feeling swoony
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- Sara
- Seattle, WA
- I drew a tree trunk cut in half, colored in twenty-nine rings, then poked thirty dots around the outer edge. Thirty days before my 30th birthday, I started connecting a dot each day. And I wrote all about it here.
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