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Dirty Brian

…a true story… DIRTY BRIAN WAS A WHITE BOY with Irish roots who missed out on the fabled luck. Starting life in the projects of NYC he was raised by his mother, a mean spirited drunk. They shared a one bedroom apartment in a tenement high rise. She hated him, and frequently told him he was the reason his father abandoned them. Brian tried in vain to earn his mother’s attention, affection, dare he long for her l
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Diana Nyad

Inspiring athlete Diana Nyad was honored on the beach this past Tuesday morning. Ms Nyad gave a bracing speech and received an award, an iron plaque. September in the tropics the sun is an open flame searing pale skin to coconut flakes. Thus I am flipped to a nocturnal schedule, meaning, I slept through the ceremony. Originally there was to be a statue of Diana, in bathing costume, to mark the spot where she first st
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Thank You Joan Rivers

In 1986 I attended something called a ‘Ladies Lunch’ in honor of Joan Rivers. This lunch was hosted by Betsy Bloomingdale at her impressive Bel Aire home. I was the guest of a guest and knew no one. Recently married to a starving artist I was sporting a very tiny engagement ring. I was dreading Ms Rivers catching sight of it.In those days, when you saw Joan Rivers on the Johnny Carson show, she had a routine about en
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Mr Chapman

A few years ago when a tourist was enjoying breakfast on her beachside hotel balcony she watched a Key West policeman kill a man. The tourist took to social media and shared the sighting. The man was homeless and she clearly saw four policemen sit on him and one in particular shoved his face in the sand. And he died. The cops in Key West are out of control and particularly nasty to the homeless, who they pick on with
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Devil Spawn

At the police station mother and son were seated side-by-side and shackled and holding hands. Helena plucking earth specks from beneath her son’s fingernails and inadvertently making him bleed.  She breathed calmly, she was invincible, she thought. Meanwhile the young man chewed his lower lip and tried not to cry. “Trust me,” she muttered smoothly. Helena pinched her son, scratched him through his p
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Pass It On

1000 years ago as I was sorting through my first divorce, (second happiest day of my life), I had a rental house full of furniture and objects. It was easy enough to get rid of the rental, especially as it belonged to the ex-husband’s mother, and then I shoved all those ridiculous objects into storage and forgot about them. It had all seemed quite inexpensive at $100 month. A decade and $12,000 later and still
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Bobby, Cheryl & Genghis Khan

Already Serbia seems like a dream, sensations mutating. The only thing I know for certain is I shall return. But I had to be at a wedding far up the north eastern United States, so everything was temporarily on hold. I am finally returned to Key West, now one week later, and I feel and look like Shackleton, post Pole. This was the wedding of Bobby Kennedy Jr and actress Cheryl Hines. All about family and friends. The
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Love Is In The Air

Last night was so much fun but I am sworn to secrecy. Moratorium for one week, and then I can spill the beans all over my wall. But a few highlights included enthusiasm uncurbed, a Newfoundland dog wearing a tie who was my date, great laughter with great friends, and then after a certain ceremony the fun continued, devolving into a cake fight, which I stealthily avoided participating in, other than to watch and laugh
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Villa Olga

Thank you Friends for all your comments, I do agree, as someone pointed out I have been in the Florida Keys too long since it didn’t occur to me not to wear flip-flops to visit the Palace. Being there and seeing a painting of my grandmother I had never seen before from when she was in her 20s and knowing that she and my grandfather had walked on those marble flagstones at a time when the future was not known to
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