@McDonalds: Get Back to Smaller, Intimate Moments

When I was younger, Saturday mornings held a certain level of excitement, especially when Chicago’s winter winds retreated in favor…
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Why Not Dig a Hole For Your Soul?

The waves crashed melodiously, relentlessly on the beach. Time’s ceaseless, forward push seemed to whisper: “Our days are numbered, but…
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Fishing’s got me hook, line, and sinker.

I reached back and threw the baited hook into the distance like a Nolan Ryan fastball. The fishing line fell…
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