Lets dance

My girlfriend Myra and I were sitting in a booth at the local bar and grill. Over a ham and swiss on rye and a tall pitcher of Long Island iced teas we were actually[…]

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Course of treatment

COURSE OF TREATMENT A few months ago, I would not have dreamed that I would be in this situation. Not that the situation is necessarily bad, but the utterly blatant ethical breaches that I have[…]

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Driven

Charlotte stepped off the streetcar and onto the curb Friday morning. She inhaled deeply as she stood on the sidewalk. It was just the start of the day, yet the air was already warm. The[…]

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