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The End

I limped out here back to the breathable shore and I'm further east than I have ever stayed before. I thought I would pass a fortnight in Manhattan and then continue my journey to Key West. Except I got crumpled from the city sojourn and instead of south I drove as far east as is possible and took a room in Montauk, the very last village on the south fork of Long Island. For one thing I keenly needed a nap and m
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Carpetbaggin

A couple of years ago I stayed in this motel in the village of Southampton and here I am again. I recognize the receptionist which is a trifle shocking since in the interim I feel I have lived several life spans. I will spend one night here and hit the highway in the morrow for a spate in Manhattan in the guest room of a pal. Then onward, destination tbd. Moving again. A rented storage space is crammed full, my car i
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Whirl Girl

I stormed into the bank, on a mission. I am moving and I have very little time to squander. With me I had my tiny green paper envelope which contained the special key for the lock box. I accosted the first bank  employee I came across. A female, young, unfriendly. She was useless. Couldn't get anything to work right. I grumbled about incompetence. A man came along and tried to intervene. He Linkedinfluence ̵
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Faded

Some time ago in a faraway place there lived a long-forgotten cabaret singer named Fay. Once famous for her vibrato and her beauty Fay dwelled in increasing obscurity. According to legend the interior of her home was said to have every inch of wall hung with framed photographs of herself, in her prime. Many of the pictures were autographed by her, and even dated. On occasion Fay ventured off to mill amongst the commo
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Outta Control

There once lived a curmudgeonly troll. The troll was not entirely bad tempered, for example, he responded well to direct sunshine, to the scent of honeysuckle on a warm breeze, or brewing coffee or frying bacon. But this troll was easily irritated and with a stripe of malevolence he could be a bit lethal. Mostly he kept to himself, and it was better for all that way. On sunny days the troll cialis 20mg enjoyed a stro
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Taxi by Christina Oxenberg

“Taxi” is Oxenberg’s first book published in 1986, a collection of anecdotes of funny things that happen to people in the back seats of New York City taxicabs. Light-hearted and humorous, stories were gathered from the likes of Andy Warhol, Diana Vreeland, Keith Harring, Taki and George Hamilton and many more.
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Outta Sight

Outside a store in midtown I was patting myself with brisk efficiency yet I could not locate my eyeglasses. Amidst a surge of humankind I stood stock still and frowned as I tried hard buy cheap cialis to recall where the heck I might have placed the specs. Adrift in contemplation it was a jolt to hear my name. I knew the voice and it snared my attention. I swiveled and there stood Patrick, a pal of many years. Enthus
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To Be Continued

Leo and I got into an argument the morning he left for the motorbike competition. It was the last time, as far as I was concerned. I planned on breaking it off with him when he got back. Right away I felt a massive relief. I was turning over that leaf after weeks of dithering. I could hardly wait to launch the new phase. And then I received a phone call. A man I did not know was shrieking and frantic, “You need to ge
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