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Rachel

Rachel

Curmudgeonly cat lady living in the mountains of North Carolina. Occasional artist, former thespian, unwitting mathematician, constant explorer. Collects hobbies and drinks tea.

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  • oops, I did it again.
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“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single woman in possession of a good cat, must be in want of more cats.” #idontfindthecats #thecatsfindme
Happy New Year! 🥳 Ring it in with your wench!
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Happy Thanksgiving! I’m grateful for all the beautiful things in my life, which could always be tragic - but it’s not! Thanks to Abigail, my beautiful sister wench for cooking all the things, getting intimate with that turkey cavity, decorating, and taking pictures of Timothy and I while we slept off our food coma and everyone else cleaned, like the real MVPs we are. 🦃🦃🦃
“Anastasia” was delightful, even if I broke the speed limit to get here. 😊
Happy Halloween from me and my sPoOkY pumpkin. 🎃 #THECLAW
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shout out to my favourite old lady
That feel when everybody you’ve ever loved abandons you to go to Mexico. #ihopeyouseethisabigail #andihopeitmakesyousad
The streets of Fes are narrow and crooked, all sorts of doors and alcoves hiding treasures along the way, each one different from the last. The people are friendly, yet persistent, many offering the same leather camels and sets of coloured wallets, setting them on fire to show that the materials are “real.” After our haggling god managed to get our scarves, I was seeking a traditional handmade lamp. Walking into a shop, I was instantly shown what I was looking for. The price was beyond ridiculous, and I to buy it for that. We haggled, insisting on getting 75% off. When he finally obliged, i felt accomplished and called our escort over to make sure I was getting a good deal. He instantly told me to take it, and it gave me great pleasure to see the salesman begrudgingly, but playfully surrender. A friend of theirs lived in Jersey, and asked me if I was from North Carolina based on my accent alone, and showed me around the shop and the craftsmen at work. The salesman asked, as a parting gift for the pain my victory caused him, if I would kiss his cheek. I obliged. 😉 #seeracheltravel
#Morocco #seeracheltravel

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