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Band Blows Up Parrot!

THIS JUST IN! Trae Pierce and the T-Stone Band blew the roof off the Green Parrot! ‘I expected to find a crater when I came back today!’ laughed John Vagnoni, co-owner/overseer of the GP, and the man with the incredible ear who selects the bands. Not a day passes he doesn’t receive CDs from hopefuls requesting to play. John must be breaking a lot of hearts. Daily mountains of submissions arrive and he has to mine for
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Camera, Lights, Divorce

In the days when I sold my first husband’s paintings we made quite the cute team. It fooled us. I easily parlayed his colorful renditions into cash with my multifarious connections. While I have no inheritance I come equipped with the ability to contact anyone. Once. Then I gotta have something to say, something to sell. I soon figured the husband was not permitted near while I was making a sale as he would inevitabl
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Glamorous as Marilyn

I’m traveling and only have access to my tiny phone. For the Sunday story please go to http://m.huffpost.com/us/entry/11831236
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Shipwrecked

They were in Costa Rica in something ramshackle on a hillside. Around the house was a tended garden and beyond that thick jungle. This was the mid-80s and one weak bulb hung in each of the two rooms. Nights were early and mornings earlier. One such she awoke first and she felt guilt at the relief of having the quiet to herself. That marriage was falling apart. It had been since the minute they were hitched, however n
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#rundmclesson101

One job I fell in and out of fairly quickly was the time I worked for Robin Leach, the ‘the rich and famous’ dude. He and a TV network agreed to create a 20-episode pilot in one month. The concept was Mr. Leach and his co-host Rae Dawn Chong presiding over a ‘cocktail party’ with the two of them center stage on a sofa. First segment was them chatting with a ‘celebrity’ (anyone would do- we even had Donald Trump), the
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Mexican Candy

Uninhibited as a child he danced with his eyes closed. In tight black pants he snaked his narrow hips. A billowing shirt flashed a wall of muscly torso. Early 20s tops. He took her by the hand and spun her toward him. She let him and then he led her out of the club and into the cool air of the wide quiet street. Tenotch, He slurred at her, I’m from Mexico. That’s a big country. Can you narrow things down?
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Kings, Cake & Country

When my grandfather took the train, it was his own train. That’s comfort. My grandfather, HRH Prince Paul of Yugoslavia, was Serbian, and Serbs have a thing for cake. One day my grandfather had plans to visit a friend. For a gift he brought with him a magnificent chocolate cake. His favorite, in fact. He boarded his train. He placed the cake, in its box, on a table by a window. After divesting himself of overcoat and
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The Boys Are Back In Town

On nights I can’t find a band to inspire me another destination is The Garden of Eden, a clothing optional club, an open rooftop bar downtown Key West. But not for the obvious reason. I have no interest in soaking up the sights. I’ve danced there many a night but I’ve never removed a stitch of clothing and I never will and mostly I keep my eyes closed. Also my friend Cory is the DJ and he selects the grooviest of tun
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Pretty Face

This predator says he is an ordinary guy, ‘with a pretty face.’ That face gets him into all sorts of happy trouble. His beguiling features divert from his simple intentions of a conquest. The mouth alone distracts with a top lip that curls upward, a miniature smile of its own. However it is not a smile, but that is hardly his fault. Neither was the sting of never having met his father. A person who is alive today, so
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