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Hello. How are you? I’m fine!

Each time we give that formulaic greeting we shrink the definition of “I’m fine”: it used to be “I’m fine” meant things were perfect, but now it means, “don’t want to bore you; I decline to mention all the things … Continue reading

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Soft Sell

Spring struck again today without the sun Dark cloud, damp wind, gray ice that oozed gray sweat No sense was there that winter would forget To pitch its hoary winds and freeze my bum. I hopped the puddles knowing snow … Continue reading

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