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I slam the pen down on my desk, not hard, but the exasperation is noticeable. I step out now into…

So, we were standing there in the scorching northern heat. We had to wait until one o’clock for the parcel…

I can only write what comes from the soul, my greatest drivers — sorrow, solace, and despair. I can only…

Walking down from the nice hotel and casino down in the burning south. A checkered corridor leads me to a…

Astrid’s mom can see and speak to the dead. She’s upset because her dad passed away trying to save the…

Do youthful dreams die? Do they make our souls tremble as the years go by? As time moves further along…

Out with the babe today again, boy was she in a bad mood this morning, even after our little stroll…

I look to the clouds while I’m out for a little exercise, a little jog for some fresh air under…

At the looney bin for an eval, two young ladies, one thin, one more huggable. Same old situation, same old…

Eddie Money is telling me he wants to go back and do it all over, but he knows he can’t.…