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My Barber, My Chiropractor
my barber is an artist with blades and attachments that buzz exquisitely around my head. He uses at least three different scissors snipping with casual abandon to create a snowstorm of clippings before clearing my face in a single stroke. He runs his blades across my eyebrows and whistles out my nose—only the Turkish barber… Read more
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Return of Light
What lifts my spirits during these cold, dark times is this: tomorrow we will have one second more of daylight than we have today. Read more
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Book Review: Pictures of Houses with Water Damage
The 21 stories show in kaleidoscopic form the life, as lives, of an individual confronting the fallout of unrepentant infidelity, unwanted pregnancy, alcohol dependence, failed marriage; We watch lives wrecked by emotional pain, rendered faithfully through the eyes of a cuckold, a cheatwife, a wounded vet boyfriend, a lonely lurking neighbor… Read more
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Eggnog Around the World
The first year I cooked eggnog, the result was a combination of lumps and slime. Not even the high-proof white lightening we poured in–the Malawian jungle juice known as Powers No 1–could cure the stuff. We were Peace Corps Volunteers celebrating Christmas in the back of beyond. We had most of the right ingredients, fresh… Read more
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Clean, not Sanitary
That left the question of whether it would be worse to wear the pee of some anonymous surfer, or wear his old man’s pee. The kid handled it gracefully. “No dad. Then we wouldn’t be surfing together.” Read more
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Surf Report
a low and diminishing will to push out and paddle, there will be no board wax today Read more
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