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Day 11: Coffee

He shouldered through the swing doors, sauntered up to the bar, iron studs echoing on the polished hardwood floor, spurs jingling. “Four Americanos, one macchiato, one latte, a cafe mocha, and two cappuccinos. To drink in. Pronto, signor.” “No problemo,” … Continue reading

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Day six: No Place to Write

I’m here most days. It’s my regular spot. The others seem to accept that, although sometimes someone new has drifted in and throws down his (or, nowadays, her) cardboard, fishes out the dog’s water bowl from his backpack, and settles … Continue reading

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Day 7: World War III Tweets

@POTUS: Armada heading south to North Korea. Massive. @VP: POTUS fools world media with fake news. Armada is heading north. @POTUS: Armada now heads north to South Korea. Goodbye @Kim. @PresXi: Love ya Donald. Knew you would join my team. … Continue reading

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Day 4: A proposal is rejected

The church is booked, the caterers signed up, and the florist is standing by. All I need now is someone to love me, someone to say, Oh aye. I’ve been lonely a long, long time, for far too many a … Continue reading

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Day 3: Choice

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Day 2: The Essential List

This is day two of the Everyday project – Write a list of pre-WW3 personalities I would invite for dinner. Tricky so I googled and here’s what I got: Famous personalities before the War Mother Teresa – Mayor of India … Continue reading

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The True Path

“Father.” “Son?” “Father.” “To what do we owe this visit, my son?” “Father. It’s these oranges. Produce of Israel.” “Ah, and you seek, what? Guidance, prayers?” “I do, Father.” “And you come to me even though we’ve not seen you … Continue reading

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No More Honey, Honey

Delighted that the Oxford comma rules: read about it here. I’ll list my reasons some other time. “So how come they can fit into a coffee cup?” “There’re small, small. That’s all.” “Yes, but they weren’t yesterday, were they?” “Well, memory … Continue reading

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Every cloud

Every cloud has a silver lining. Continue reading

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The Lesser Gatsby

The Great Gatsby revisited. Continue reading

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