Tag: books
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immunity
I took my lunch hour in a coffee shop on State Street, where I could get refill price if I presented my travel mug, and they had a big circle of overstuffed chairs in the front. I slouched back in one, propped a book on my knee and passed the better part of an hour… Read.
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distract– SQUIRREL!
I don’t need no stinking reason to put the granola in the refrigerator, do I? I can absentmindedly put it in there without it meaning anything, don’t you think? I put it there before I drank my second cup of coffee, so I wasn’t even hitting on all four cylinders yet (I’m a compact model).… Read.
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Olivetti
We stopped at the co-op yesterday morning for groceries and at the thrift store to see if there were any books I had to take home (there were; I finally scored a copy of Tom Wolfe’s The Right Stuff). On my way to the front door of the thrift store I glanced through the window… Read.
This Is Drivel 