They say the past is another country. Somewhere once visited and hard to return to. That’s true enough. It is something that defines us, something that...
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Some rest for the wicked
I’m writing this down because I keep meeting new people who don’t know this story, and it is rather an important one in explaining how I...
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Walking around where I used to live and while I know my way around, it still feels unfamiliar. There’s a bike/skate park I don’t remember being...
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