Some Stains Don’t Wash Away
More than twenty years later I am lying in the dark holding the phone…
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The Summer Of Blogging
One of my 1,983,221 little sisters left a voicemail on my cellphone in which…
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It Is A Contradiction
I have very few regrets but those that I carry around are massive and…
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Her Name Was Lola
Her name was Lola and she was a showgirl. We met at a club…
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What Is The Value Of Comment Sense?
What is the value of comment sense is the sort of goofy and ambiguous…
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Touch Me There & I Might Break Your Arm
Those who know me best have devised a list of signs that you can…
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