I am Taña and I have a hard time describing myself.

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Sushi of a grain of rice

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When I was a kid I used to eat my rice, one grain at a time and it really infuriated my mother. 

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when someone cries because you said something nice to them, they’re someone who you need to protect because they haven’t seen enough kindness in the world.