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In the ditch

Too drunk to write? No way. Never. Drinking brings on the muse. Watching a movie “Sucker Punch” I can’t help but to be sucked into the symbolism. Blonde girls kill horrible mythic monsters, thinly disguised as bad MEN. Yes, men … Continue reading

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Street drummer

Walking back to my hotel I’m drawn to the hypnotic beat of a street drummer tattooing a plastic bucket. He is not particularly good, just simple rhythms. A panhandler, his hat laying face up, his clothes street dirty. I toss … Continue reading

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100 Proof

Unable to sleep after three cocktails and after my girlfriend finally drifted off to sleep in spite of my chatter I got up and hit the 100 proof vodka. I save that for emergencies. My girlfriend will try to get … Continue reading

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