You break it, you buy it
Mar 14, 2025

The signs read: “You break it, you buy it” There were a lot of old china and teacups, some showed scars where they had already been broken, repaired and, ostensibly, bought. I’d seen other antique stores on other main drags…

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Things I Love
Mar 14, 2025

I love the way the rain leaves a gloss of water on the back deck that reflects the trees and clouds like chrome. I love the air after a shower that purifies it of dust and leaves an aura of…

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Really? Anything!
Mar 14, 2025

Break anything I want? How about Donald Trumps legs? Just joking….(not really)….. There are many other body parts of his I would like to break, but I want to keep this prompt response a little on the decent side…..and this…

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when the world wouldn’t sleep
Mar 14, 2025

when the world wouldn't sleep Why are we not more amazed? We can pick up our feet again. Our feet hold the weight of living. We don’t thank our feet and toes enough for all they carry and hold. Why…

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giving into the lesser angel
Mar 14, 2025

giving into the lesser angel

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break anything you want
Mar 14, 2025

break anything you want

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Breaking things indeed
Mar 14, 2025

I yelled at a very nice customer service agent in the Philippines. Fuck Chase. Break it. Break it down. Why am I obsessing about this itinerary? Like there's only one way to do it. I'm breaking with my family with…

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Demolition Derby
Mar 14, 2025

Visek stared up at the mecha suit. Polished surfaces reflected the glare of arc lamps. Every hard edge threatened violence. Each rivet promised to hold on as long as possible under a barrage of blows. An oversized rabbit wielding a…

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another year
Mar 13, 2025

At 18, Agatha was a wife. At 22, she was a widow. The stabbing pain of that loss engulfed her. It was her mother who threw open the windows of her room and demanded that she leave her bed. "Where…

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Robert Smith
Mar 13, 2025

Smitty smelled bad. Was it that red wine he was drinking or was it something else.. They were on the same basketball team. Smitty was in the Marine Corps, he was a lance corporal. I was in the Navy. We…

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