Sometimes Roads Diverge
. . . bryan currie . . .
Monday, July 7, 2014
Bolts and Screws
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The little girl wandered into her daddy’s workshop even though she knew she wasn’t supposed to be there. How is it that small feet so ...
Sunday, April 27, 2014
Location, Location, Location.
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“What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing. It also depends on what sort of person you are.” – C.S. Le...
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Monday, December 16, 2013
Walls
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The building at 439 Argyle St. had reached that awkward age before it could be called historic, when it was still simply run down. The...
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Stay Away
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It’s not uncommon to see people – men and women – rehearsing on the subway. Young white women hold scripts in their laps, whispering li...
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
The Man With No Number
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Yesterday I was summonsed for jury duty. I’ve been waiting for this day for 17 years. Call me crazy, but I don’t understand why people try ...
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Thursday, July 15, 2010
There Should Always Be Dancing
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A man danced during an earthquake and believed his steps shook the world. When his dancing stopped, the man saw what he assumed his joy had...
Thursday, July 1, 2010
What I Did During My Summer Vacation
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Protected by the long shadows of tall buildings, my virgin city skin hadn’t seen the sun in many months. Imagine its surprise when I arrive...
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