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I Had a Car Like Me Once
QUESTION: If you were a car, what kind of car would you be? An old classic? Something like the 1967 Aston Martin convertible? Maybe the 1968 Mustang GT Fastback? The car most resembling how I’ve been...
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Finally Understanding Life As Mani A.
I first met Mani A. a few months after my father died when I was fifteen. He appeared from around a blind corner where Wong-Su restaurant and Teddy’s Tavern meet like a knife’s edge. He was a...
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One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
A few weeks ago I was incapable of simply managing daily routines such as bathing; I couldn’t process dual stimuli so if I was brushing my teeth and a faucet was turned on my attention went to the...
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Heartache . . .
Heartache . . . That mysteriously deep thawing of hope; that dank, on-going, torrential rain; that ache which hasn’t surfaced in almost 40 years; that ache of loneliness, of silence, of early dusks and...
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