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A Few of My Favorite Things
Almost every time I set foot in a Barnes and Noble, I have to poop. It’s like clockwork. The smell of books, the muffled conversations, the 2000’s Pop Slow Jams playing in the background. The combination provides a perfect digestive environment. Why am I talking about bowel movements in America’s only surviving bookstore chain? Great…
No Rest for the Weary
A couple times a week, I walk through the neighborhood next to my office. I call my mom, turn on a podcast, or listen to the same song 15 times in a row until I ruin it for myself. “Easy on Me” came out about a month ago and it’s on track to be my…
#Pride
I never liked the term “bisexual”. The first time I heard it used, I was in middle school. On Friday nights, the co-eds from the neighboring middle schools would all gather at the rec center for a night of innocent ice skating, basketball playing, and socializing. At least that what kids told their parents. In…
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