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Groundhog Weekend – Friday [music/mall]

Draughts in the afternoon and winning leisurely pleasures of the like can not but bring the thoughts often deep pulsating, pervasive.  How can I praise her, how can she be praised?  I dare not disturb the tranquility of the afternoon’s pleasure.  There are more fish in the sea! Why this one or the one before […]

Highrisin’ just to get by

Babysitting on the 14th floor can be a rather tricky undertaking. First of all, there’s the balcony with the spectacular view of the bold Lake Michigan to tempt a daedalian soul. Then, there’s the beer, wine and fully stocked bar. Drinking alone proves to be quite enjoyable after all. I’ve shied away from the monstrous […]

Yeats

We were the last romantics – chose for theme Traditional sanctity and loveliness; Whatever’s written in what poets name The book of the people; whatever most can bless The mind of man or elevate a rhyme; But all is changed, that high horse riderless, Though mounted in that saddle Homer rode Where the swan drifts […]

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