Larry’s Chair
A dark room. A newspaper. A quaint lamp. And a chair. Gray and silver. Solid and comfortable. Brand-new. In it
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personal
The Lost Art of Sleeping In
“Ruff!! Ruff!” “What the…,” exclaimed a weary-eyed sleeper. Fumbling like a drunken bum, he finally found the clock. His brain
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Now that’s providential
“Com’on honey. Let’s fill up the tank and grab a shake while we’re out,” I prodded my less-than-interested wife. “It’s
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