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Things seen on my recent morning runs: Two bent old women, each holding the leash of a tiny,...
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Read MoreThis was the second entry in a series I tentatively titled What fuckery is this and then became...
Read MoreI am 100% guilty as charged, but lately I’ve been mulling what’s driving the Youth of...
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