Palm-Of-The-Hand
I have always only been able to read a little at a time. I want hit hard, upfront, to get free. I work all day building or repairing or maintaining or purchasing that I go dry on the flow of words and days pass where day and night turn on
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POTH STORY: a mother is dying. She is becoming delirious. As she nears death, she stares at her son, who she does not really recognize. She asks him who he is. He finds himself telling her that he is an angel sent to help her. He makes up a bunch
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STORY: A man trying to finance his rental house is told my his wife that he mishandled the process because the loan officer has not responded to any of his messages. She proceeds to insult him. But he knows that the loan officer knows that there is nothing to talk
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The conversation proceeded over the soundbooth desk. "I do not think it is a surprise, not at all, to find that, now that they can, companies are firing black women. It would appear that bigotry will never find a day it can rest. We have seen a decline in
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On the car ride home he asks a question to establish his position: "How about you cook since I bought everything?" he says to his mother, who has been travelling along with him and Willow. "Sounds like a plan," his mother replies. "Wait. Why does