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John Edwards’ America

I was in America. Awake. Sitting on the couch, as I so often am. When suddenly, I realized I was dreaming of John Edwards’ America. Someday, instead of saying, “this isn’t your grandfather’s America,” we might say, “this isn’t...

Hashtags aren’t funny

        Except for this one:   #     *** This is part of the Burst series which includes completely random bursts of thought that may or may not provide even a fraction of value to the reader. Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new...
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