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Real Danger

So, the last song of 2009. Wow, it sounds weird to say that. The end of 2009. You know what’s funny? Our country is going to hell in a hand basket, but instead of working on real solutions we spend our time obsessing about athlete’s sex lives and watching so called reality TV. The earth is going through serious changes as the American way of life spreads the religion of consumption and dissipation around the planet.…

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Fiction: Three Cigarettes

I haven’t written a story since I was about 13 or 14. Here’s the first. This one is slow and nothing really happens, but it’s still a story. I sat here from 3-6 today and knocked it out. Be kind!  Three Cigarettes  By Gerrard Lindsay   One  I smoked three cigarettes out front before I built up enough courage to go in. The hot air blowing out of the exhaust ducts exacerbated the overwhelmingly muggy day, but I barely noticed.…

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