There is a pervasive state of decay to this city. The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart. There is a charm in that though. Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.
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And Wherever I Go It's Amazing To Know...
I was a sophomore in high school in 1985. The 80's were a strange time to grow up. ...
Drama No. 23
The rain was drizzling down on the corner across from the Clover Diner. An...
Parking Garage Rooftop
My brother-in-law parked the car on one of the upper levels of the garage in downtown West...
It's sad to say this...
Well, here goes... It’s time to answer some questions and say, “yes, we are moving.” Dave...