Cafe l'amour

Cafe L'Amour. What a stupid name for a coffee shop in the middle of Bumfuck Egypt. Ok, more like Northern Montana, but close enough. Either way, some fancy sounding French cafe had no place there,[…]

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New life part 3

I awoke the next morning to a bird chirping in the palm tree outside my window. Glancing at the clock radio adjacent to my bed, I realized that it wasn’t even 8AM yet. I usually[…]

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Trick or treat

There was something about the air in Chicago whenever October rolled around. Brooklyn breathed in the fresh autumn air from the patio. For some reason, the air seemed fresher and cleaner. Its crispness mixed with[…]

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Taken

Taken Eight cylinders growl to life as I turn the ignition in my mustang. I step on the clutch, spinning my tires in the low gear. It's an ominous sign, considering what I'm speeding off[…]

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