There’s a kid who works at the Doughnut shop/catch-all kiosk in the center of Salmon Landing, first floor. I think he’s there in the afternoons, as I scoot by with a cart full of salmonberry[…]
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The Apartment | My Digs in Alaska
On Sunday May 8 (my first day off at my new job) I moved into apartment housing and when I look out my window I can see a boat, mailboxes and trees. Old boats are[…]
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Nana | The Tough Goodbye, Atlanta
Hours ago, I sat across from Nana and told her. “Nana, I have to tell you something bad and I know you are not going to want to hear it.” Her eyebrows lowered, her face[…]
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