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Last night, the four of us agreed that we'd arrive at the Democratic headquarters in Reno to canvass for Kamala at 8:45AM, slightly earlier than…
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It's no secret that I am blind in one eye and have been since birth, although we did not know until I was five years…
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When it comes down to it, she hasn't kept anything. Not the china or the silverware, not the enormous flat-screen television she never wanted in…
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When I first looked at the old film strips of Nazi parades, the people looking at them lovingly, cheering madly, making that same, stiff armed…
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It’s getting close to the time for me to join the quiet. Not the silence, not yet time for that, but the quiet. The moccasin…
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When I first looked at the old film strips of Nazi parades, the people looking at them lovingly, cheering madly, making that same, stiff armed…
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It was a small, high-traffic, colorfully decorated bath room , in the intimate smokey Club we hung out in and played our guitars at every…
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I read your story. I’ll tell you what I like about it first. First, the style itself--brittle, crisp, confident-- is great. It reminds me of…
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Sitting in the waiting room, Robbie Gillette was trying to figure out how to explain that he had not been trying to commit suicide, that…
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I remember one of my early trips to the city i now call home -San Francisco - was when i was on tour with a…
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We drove through the snowy streets of north Minneapolis . It being a Saturday morning, steely cold, not many people were out. But we drove…
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James Jackson was in the bathroom one night before bedtime, staring at his face in the mirror. As he watched, two sprites emerged as blasts…
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Last night, the four of us agreed that we'd arrive at the Democratic headquarters in Reno to canvass for Kamala at 8:45AM, slightly earlier than…
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The sharp smell of scene paint mixed with sweat, and she became aware that she had painted herself into a corner of the stage .…
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I spent two days in Reno last week walking precincts with members of the Culinary Local 225, the union that represents workers in the hotels…
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"Hello?" Estelle paused. "Hello, Bill? Chip?" She hoped it was one of her two best friends from school calling her. She needed to talk to…
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