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It could’ve happened anywhere. In any neighborhood. To anyone. And this time it happened way too close for comfort. Please pray for the victims of yesterdays tragic gas line explosion in San Bruno, a city that just a few years ago I practically lived in. Please be grateful that you still have a roof over your head and skin on your body. Please tell the people you hold close to your heart that you love them. Please feel blessed that we have fearless heroes still out there putting out the blaze and offering blankets, food, an services to those in need. And please remember, that things could always be worse. I know I mostly talk about love, and sex, and relationships, and seemingly petty things like fashion and cute football players but I know there’s a world outside of this blogosphere and am deeply humbled because of it.

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