The Company We Keep

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Technically, an essay worth its salt starts with an introductory paragraph intended to set the general tone for what follows in the body of...

Resistence Is Futile

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In the modern vernacular, it can be fairly said that I grew up in a hoarder's home. Not only am I not ashamed of...

Paperboy Prattle

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I think I have made it clear that I am not a morning person, not terribly fond of the entire human race until I've...

On Winkley Pond

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I did not plagiarize from the play or the movie "On Golden Pond" because there is no such thing as a Golden Pond in...

If I’d Written A COVID Diary

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The lede would have been, "Day 1: Dear Diary, what in the actual fuck?" While my brain was catching some z's last night, filing...

The Straight Path Of Of The Circle

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Don't you love self-contradictory expressions? I have publicly said several times that I have had a lifelong fascination with words and letters. All the...

The Coronapocalyptic Incursion On Furtive Living

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I have always been a big fan of the word "furtive." For one thing, it just sounds cool. For another, its definition is related...

The Chime Of Zen

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Walking along the outside wall, making my way past the store windows into the knife section, I came to a screeching halt.

Photo Journal: A Hermit Store Run

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Especially for my overseas penpal, April ~ The inbound Carriage arrives It's a cozy ride My whole heart hates City life Crosswalk death's nearby Gladiator breakfast time! What hell...

A Blind Old Guy Walks Into A Bar…

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...sits down and orders a shot of Jack and whatever cheap beer they have on tap. Dispensing with Jack, he takes a baby sip...