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Doc Sample’s English Class
MY WASTE BUCKET LIST Sometimes you can screw up badly and still be glad it happened. Instead of unfolding into the fall of 1971, my high school junior year was more of an unravelling, beginning with registration day. I’d chosen Art as my career path at the end of my previous sophomore year. My vision…
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Name Calling
MY TALL TALES Change the channel, change your socks, or change the subject, but think twice before changing your intersection with the world. Most of us are quite content, taking our first first-name all the way to our grave, regardless of how it fits. A first-name, chosen by some love-struck kids barely out of their…
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Metromania
THE WAY I SEE IT Freeways Filled With Dipsticks In the utopian world that exists in my head, there’s a single-lane super-highway running from the end of my driveway to my office, eighteen miles away. With no speed limits or on-ramps, there’s not another car or pedestrian in sight because I’m the only one who…
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