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It Sort of Gets to Me
My son is in competition for an increasingly paltry prize. For something that never was a prize.
Step Three: Rationalize
In the field he could roll a cigarette, for the most part with one hand, in a gale force wind.
African Chant
When Peter One and Jess Sah Bi released Our Garden Needs Its Flowers in 1985, it was probably Ivory Coast’s first country album.
My Airport: FYI
“I was looking at the ceiling and then I saw the sky."
The Silent Lift Attendant of Paradise Apartments
He always has on an earphone listening to music on his Huawei phone.
The span of America between DC and New York is so strange to me and I can’t figure out how to articulate the feeling.
It feels like a developer aimed to fit maybe just one more Holiday Inn amongst a row of already cramped budget hotels for a stretch of 225 miles.
The Emperor Stole My Hot Swipe
Navigating life and love in a city where the internet wants you to fail.
The Most Savage Birth Money Can Buy
The seemingly blasé chimp reached down and pulled her own baby out while the dad chimp paced.
La Comédie humaine: Introduction
I mention all this prefatory to the story of enrolling myself in French acting lessons.
My Hometown—Boise, Idaho
Speaking up in Idaho has rarely gone well, in my experience.
