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So Long, SolangeBy M. Alouette QuailBellMagazine.com  I called it my media detox, where I'd seek refuge in a mossy gully and huddle up to a fox. No television, no gossip rags, and most of all no net but a fishing net to catch my dinner. I would emerge from the woods a week later, mentally and spiritually refreshed, a winner. All I needed was a backpack's worth of goods and the desire for reform, something purer. I trekked out on a Wednesday morn, my mind's inner box expanding until it tore apart. Sunshine had found me. Birdsong had found me. And Mother Nature wooed my heart. Until that night I came upon a noisy group of fellow city folk chittering by the cascade. "Solange!" one cried. "Jay Z!" shouted the other. And soon I learned of the leaked video. Nothing could protect me–not memories of marmalade spread on toast in the meadow. That damn celebrity story replaced all gnomes in my head with Beyoncé's angry face. #Solange #JayZ #Beyonce #CelebrityGossip #Drama #TheirFamily Business #AllIWantedWasToGetAway Visit our shop and subscribe. Sponsor us. Submit and become a contributor. Like us on Facebook and follow us on Twitter.
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