Tag: Recovery
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Survival Instinct on I-86
“As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.” ― Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis Three-hundred fifty-six miles away, somewhere in the armpit of the Hudson Valley – more like a rat-hole, a stagnating dumpster on the edge of a bog – I’ve found myself…
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Smooty’s Funeral
The cemetery grass is vivid green and speckled with dozens of mourners. Many are here to pay their respects today, looped around gravestones in the humid sunshine. The crusty clouds of morning finally got the hint, and decided to clear out. At least you can sleep now, Jason. His casket gleams silver – locked and…
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