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IF YOU WANT MORE
- cool at the zoo
- Wanda came to a city near us!
- Molly, Molly, how do I love thee?
- prejudice by any other name is still prejudice
- a man of letters (8) – combat! January, 1945
- BJU and Me: Queer Voices from the World’s Most Christian University
- never play this game after midnight
- it’s a simple matter of justice – remembering Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
- weekend specials popular at the Cardinal Cat Cafe
- the hideout – revisited on Friday the 13th., 2023
- Cardinal Cat Cafe
- 1/6 two year anniversary
- Bervin’s grandmother’s advice to K McCarthy
- human frailty, mendacity, and George Santos – plus pink boxing gloves
- last train from Gun Hill – and Ukraine
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Flannery O'Connor answered the mystery for me of why I write?
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I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say.
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Tag Archives: sweet caroline by neil diamond
have you heard the one about…
the little old lady who walked into the West Columbia Location of the South Carolina Diagnostic Imaging clinic late yesterday afternoon to have two MRIs performed? (Masks were provided, social distancing observed by all patients and personnel in the facility … Continue reading →
Posted in family life, Humor, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is
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Tagged Abba, bionic knee, carole king I feel the earth move, diagnostic imaging, granddaughter, house of the rising sun by james taylor, lumbar, med T room, MRIs, pretty, sweet caroline by neil diamond
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