© SB Joy, 2022
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© SB Joy, 2022
© SB Joy, 2022 Cycling equals freedom to my inner teen. SB Joy
© SB Joy, 2022 I struggled with math way, way back when I was in school. This is what algebra looked like to me. – SB Joy
– apparently it was a jar and not a box. © SB Joy, 2022
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© SB Joy, 2022 she could never be trusted after several too many drinks and Diazepam SB Joy
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My father had this odd saying: “I wish I had the bowl.” What, I never knew what he was referring too. The bowl, what bowl? What the heck does that mean. Like most things my father was an enigma. I knew for thirty years and yet I didn’t know him. During my life the bowl …