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Shelley lived next door to me, and was possessed of a great number of fascinating things. When we were small, there was a rose-bush in her yard. During a summer I can remember but not place, she...
Twelve Steps to Christmas Andrew Usher On Christmas Eve, Jesus Christ was running out of money. The sky outside of Macyâ??s was dark, but the sidewalk was lit with an uncomfortable brightness that made...
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