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Bridging Brooklyn

In a winter weary park, purple crocus bloom. Bright sun makes a liar of the snow and slush of two days ago. For the past week, I’ve been an honorary Brooklynite. I arrived with my MINI Cooper crammed with groceries … Continue reading

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Grave Talk

Another Friday the 13th is fast approaching, bringing Stephen King thoughts. I admit to occasionally imagining plots that tend toward the horror genre with cemeteries, aliens, demon possession. I think I could write a horror story if I could somehow not scare the … Continue reading

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