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Week 2.08

“I’d better be a poet or lay down dead” —Jack Kerouac “You’re an asshole.” Nora White and Associates, Literary Representatives, held court at a tiny red table at the far back of Tosca’s.  The associates were three Maltese mutts named … Continue reading

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