Don't writers get enough crap from people - now the guys who do graffiti are at it.
I feel like Rodney Dangerfield - writers don't get no respect.
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A Very Old Memory
After school at West Junior High I took the bus to West 5th Street. I checked in at the Leeward, where Opal was working behind the bar, ta...
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