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The Party

Feeling a little bit maudlin when I wrote this new piece of flash non-fiction, but just tried to roll with the feeling, honor it, and hopefully, make it something more. Enjoy. Doug THE PARTY On Sunday afternoons, if I’m out … Continue reading

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