Tag Archives: Strawberry

Spirit in the Sky

About ten years ago I took a short trip to see my friend Sean in Maine.  While visiting the home of one of his family’s friends one night, we stayed overly long and found ourselves participating in a séance in … Continue reading

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But, Oh… Those summer nights.

It’s a grim day at Modern Love.  The January trickle of customers has slowed to an apathetic drip, mirroring the droplets of grimy slush that lecherously caress the smooth cheeks of our window panes, soiling even the view onto the … Continue reading

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