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Jack began to think the wound was superficial because there was no pain. Sure, there
Jack began to think the wound was superficial because there was no pain. Sure, there
Welcome everyone to this thing that I do… On this episode I’ll be telling a story
I remember the night my father left. I was six. My mother told me the
There was little left of our party when the fire went out and shadows became
There was a man once, a long time ago, maybe it was yesterday, he cried
I remember walking down a country road in springtime. It was after sunrise and I
The man in blue comes by everyday. He walks in the front yard, steps through