Tag: embarassment
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the right to bear arms
…I’m stunned to see the President of the United States at the door. He bustles in before I can get my head around his sudden appearance. He is alone and clearly in peril. He slams the door and locks it behind him, thanking me for letting him in. It is strange to see him scared,…
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lounge act
Woke early this morning with a handful of broken fragments from last night’s dreams, losing little shards as the day progresses, memories and images slipping through my fingers and lost for good. Here’s what’s left… …a heartfelt farewell from one of my clients, almost paternal in how touching his words are… …my wife and I…