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Searching for MEANING

By LIVING ALIVE By Dero Pedero | March 31, 2002 - 12:00am

Around the mid-’90s, I was in a rut. I had an extreme hunger and thirst within me for something that I could not define. No, not the hunger that could be gratified by food or thirst that water could quench....

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