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Rebecca Taichman

βIn Vienna I used to just have an espresso every day in the morning for breakfast, and like a piece of chocolate and a biscuit, and that was it. And nobody stood around watching me eat, I just ate. And I didnβt have to look at my reflection all day in gilt-edged mirrors was outside, in nature, playing. The oak trees, the firs. All that sunlight? The pores of my skin drank up sunlight.β