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One last shot at the Great American Novel, and I need
help. I’m taking an online writing course from a university.
It’s a simple agenda: Students ar
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It’s Tour de France time, but we’re not
interested here, because no Americans are in the hunt — but I’m
looking for a new sport to watch
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She lived in the four-room house her father built.
She had been away from home only once, 37 years ago, one year in college.
She came home pregnant. The baby
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It’s a beautiful day, normal people are doing
normal things, and I’ve just finished a three-hour online debate with
five twentysomething college-stu
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It’s a perfect night for a ballgame, and
I’ve lucked into box seats only five rows behind the Sox dugout. The
young couple to my left is discussing
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He has a commanding presence and deep rich voice. He
speaks, and no one listens.
The grandparents here have heard it all in another
time; they have hear
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One upon a time when honesty was prized and a man was
defined by his work, Mort the Barber stopped cutting hair.
As far as anyone knew Mort had been cutting h
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My wife, her brother, sister-in-law, two nephews, and
a niece-in-law are hiking the Grand Canyon. It’s down, around,
exploring, then up and out — fo
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Two seats have opened up in a Las Vegas poker
tournament, and Mookie and I have locked in over the Internet. No time to
drive; we have to fly. Mookie doesn̵