Stories
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Open Mic Nite
Staten Island is easily my least favorite of New York’s five boroughs and there ain’t a damned thing I miss about it. Okay, there is one thing. A pub. A tiny mom and pop tavern with that everybody knows your name ambiance that I didn’t discover until the final two of my nine year stint…
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Tales From The Set: “Call My Ex, Please?”
In order to support myself until I acquire the fortune that is my birthright, I’ve had to secure employment working background — also known as being an extra.
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Skinship: That Which Binds Us
Eventually you come to a point in life where the number of people you know—-them what breathes—-are equally balanced with the people you knew—-them what don’t. This happens to be a them what don’t post about a woman named Mickie. If you’ve ever had the occasion to fill out an online profile designed for folks…
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8 Simple Rules For Dating My Cthulhuian Daughter
So, your plan is to court my daughter, is it? Please, step inside freely and of your own will. Once I have taken your coat, please make…
