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Orange Ya Glad It’s Over?

Amazing, the things you remember lovers by… B. had some interesting, even endearing, habits. One was how he’d meticulously peel an orange and eat it. He has done this ever since we first knew each other, back in 1987, at our workplace. We’d eat lunch together (usually amongst co-workers so as […]

Cunt! Bitch! Motherfucker! Prick!

Harsh words, indeed. Words I quite honestly never say, especially that ugly “C” word. It’s so coarse. But on that May morning, in a tiny donut shop in Sawyer, MI, those words spewed from my mouth with vengeance and anger. They seemed apropos. I came face-to-face with B. and his new […]