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love train

Did my last post come across as, well, homicidal?  I didn’t mean for it to.  I’m peace-loving, really.  To clarify, the only machine gun I would ever wield is one loaded with words; language is my best defense, my greatest … Continue reading

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something about changing clothes in a public restroom…

And from aboard the train… Right now I am having this great fantasy of being a traveling advocate for First Descents.  I will be riding trains (fast ones, please, with wireless), planes, unfolding my laptop, putting down yet another round … Continue reading

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