Hi. I'm Marco's sister. Those of you who don't know me can call me Pearl. When I was nineteen, I bit into a pearl in a fried oyster in some linoleum-floored crab shack on Cape Cod.
I'm a recovering graduate student, high school Spanish teacher, unrepentant history geek, and budding mystic. I've traveled to four of the seven continents. I always love to discuss politics, religion, history, and philosophy. In my other life, I'm also a wife with really poor housekeeping skills. But I can cook.
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It’s a bit after 5:30 am, and the sun has just risen. This is my favorite time of day, from when the first light appears on the horizon until about half an hour after the sunrise, when the light is thin and pale, when the birds wake up, when the world is still and peaceful, when the sky goes from black to gray to pink and then blue.
It is a little peace before the insanity of my day begins.