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I wake up hungry


I wake up hungry and head for the big green chair, with my hot coffee and something delicious to read. Something small and light – a croissant for the mind. My desire is more for the taste than the sustenance, … Continue reading

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Tabouli


Dodge Drake Turner had eaten his entire lamb kabob and half his wild rice before he noticed that his mother, on the padded seat across from him, was completely still. Arthritic fingers gripped her fork, plunged deep into her tabouli … Continue reading

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