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i don't know how to be me
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
And the tip-off was . . .
. . . the annoying tune it played as it drove down the street.
Police Bust South Beach 'Brothel On Wheels'
. . . doodly doot dee-doo dee-doo, doo-dee doo-dee dee-doo etc.
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Jenny, my cat
I hope someday my author's picture on a book jacket has as thoughtful an expression.
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And the tip-off was . . .
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I wish I was younger and hotter; then you'd see the real me.
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Other voices
A novel approach
Exiled at the beach
Get the sh*t out
How to be a person
In the new
Jodi's words
Linda fessing up
Marx the spot
narc.com
Put it in your mouth
Secure but not safe
Sunday cartoonist
Toad blogs along
Wild grass
Write it like disaster
You fascinate me
links that are dear to me
American Orwell
Gerald Locklin
Kasakoda
Koda Farms
Nicole Bokat
Susan Shapiro
The Plenitude of Emptiness
Theatres
Magnet Theatre
P.I.T.
UCB Theatre NYC
Under St. Marks
things to listen to
Deutsche Welle
Il Narratore
Japanese Classical Literature at Bedtime
Livraphone
Recitar Leggendo
RFI
WNYC
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