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Anti-Heroin Chic

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AHC is a literary arts intentional community and healing space. Submissions open. Edited by James Diaz. heroinchic.weebly.com

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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 05/10/2026
Hello friends, our submissions have been running a little low. With a little under 3 weeks left before submissions close, if you could help us to spread the word it would be so greatly appreciated. All categories are open but we especially need more artwork and photography. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 11h
"I want to tell her that my mother is dead and my brother too, I’m always on the verge and there’s no time to hate when people die. Even ones I don’t know, or like. I want her to understand even a sliver of a mouth can taste love, feel it on the tongue, a little soft, burred like a kitten."
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I'd like to tell her By Eirene Gentle
Hendrik Luup   CC I’d like to tell her I hate you with the whole of my mouth, she said and I want to tell her to save it. For eating or she’s running and needs it to breathe. And though I love...
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Sian M. Jones @serennical.bsky.social · 05/10/2026
Boost! Send your work in, friends and strangers. Love this mag!
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 06/10/2026
"The way we find ourselves in the universe is irrelevant. I’m just glad to finally be my next of kin."
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Poetry By Beck Anson
Shaun Fisher   CC Extraterrestrial, or, I Admit Myself to Myself                         We count the pill bottles.                         One through whatever comes    ...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 05/10/2026
Hello friends, our submissions have been running a little low. With a little under 3 weeks left before submissions close, if you could help us to spread the word it would be so greatly appreciated. All categories are open but we especially need more artwork and photography. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 05/10/2026
Some damage gets done in trying to overcome where we come from. Much of it we do to ourselves, but not all of it. It’s imperative that we struggle in that place where struggle is hardest: inner terrain. Words placed on the page can't cap off the pain, but it can give it wings, voice, flesh...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 05/10/2026
"like that saying you copied what seems like a million years ago on a wall in the depths of the drug treatment program... because it struck you as beautiful because it was in accord with your heart give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change"
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Poetry By Chris Butters
sony2k_pl   CC THAT BEAUTIFUL SENTENCE  the way you no longer  knock yourself out about tackling  every  single capitalist injustice, instead turning  to other lives,  being a lover, being a ...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 04/10/2026
"Ain't it good to be alive", to be able to struggle with all things and not lay down defeated at the feet of it? Friends, share your struggle with us. Subs close on 10/26. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 04/10/2026
"Things at home are tense. Dad snapping on midnight shifts. Mom makes dinner, overload. Baby brother screaming. Homework’s due. Oppressive weight. Retreat to the front porch swing. The CD player hummms. I keep it level on my lap. Swinging amongst the fireflies..."
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Mirrors and Memory Traps By Cassidy Primm
Lane Pearman   CC Mirrors and Memory Traps I enter a room, rising into a sphere of suspended mirrors. The room is full of what look like clouds. Clouds with whole galaxies contained within them....
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 03/10/2026
"Be like the water, go where you're going, say what you need to, you know you're dying". Truth is baked into every minute of our lives, we dose it out, because we can't take too much. But it's there in the ground of us like a tough weed. Always growing upwards...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 03/10/2026
"And Jacoba left Carbondale for altitude and the Southwest mesas, and she named her sons Gestas and Dismas, born fourteen months apart, like peas in a pod, like honey in a comb, like any of a thousand pebbles along the side of White Plain Highway, a magnitude of multitudes."
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Poetry By Patrick T. Reardon
Paul Sableman   CC Left And Jacoba left Carbondale for altitude  and the Southwest mesas, and she named  her sons Gestas and Dismas, born fourteen months apart, like peas in a pod, like honey  in...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
"Pure friends, yeah I got me some, I gathered em on the run, in the end they'll be the only one's, who'll love me when the doing is done". We find our people, and it don't take many, to make outta this hard and often cruel world something like a chosen-family...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
"Reality is an obligation. I’m quietly resting in it. I add an ever to a what: life is whatever. Also a conundrum. And it isn’t even everything."
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Poetry By Lesle Lewis
Hendrik Luup   CC ​ Sambuca  You say a thought is not a thing, but it is a thing. Thoughts have thingness. They are born and they grow, do things, fade, die. One drunk thought runs his car into...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 01/10/2026
There's the taking leave, but there's also the coming back into - our senses, our lives. It's a rough landing, back to where we left off on our self-imposed disastrous detours. We double back, we learn the hard way, what to do differently this time around...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 01/10/2026
There's the taking leave, but there's also the coming back into - our senses, our lives. It's a rough landing, back to where we left off on our self-imposed disastrous detours. We double back, we learn the hard way, what to do differently this time around...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 01/10/2026
"We wash off the slippery hours, beg and wear down your mother, high on her powder-blue Fairlane. We say whatever it takes to sieve our own juice and sweat, to lay down the dust, down to the River Breeze Drive-In, to the boys under the floodlights..."
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Poetry By Linda Parsons
chumlee10   CC ​ LEARNER’S PERMIT Not so different from a Tennessee backroad: grasses feathered to summer’s call, mid-June, already hitting high heat. This road slinks into woods and...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
"Who saved who, we are not sure", but that the measure of what saves us always takes place between others other than ourselves. We do not walk alone. Friends, our submissions close in a little under a month. Tarry down by the water's edge with us a while. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
"When will I be grounded?" Coming from where we come from, we have to learn some things from scratch. Like how to love and not destroy ourselves over love that was missing growing up, or the fact that growing up can take a life time...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
"Life happens like this sometimes I think, especially when you have a tendency to catastrophize. Sometimes we face our biggest fears and nothing happens. We collect our winnings and make our way to the car. There is no catastrophic event. No breakdown. Not even tears... for today, things are okay."
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Winner Winner By Ashley Olien
Cindy Shebley   CC Winner Winner My mother-in-law called me after Travis' death and asked for his ashes. This might have seemed like a reasonable request, but her actual words were  “Someday when...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
"Who saved who, we are not sure", but that the measure of what saves us always takes place between others other than ourselves. We do not walk alone. Friends, our submissions close in a little under a month. Tarry down by the water's edge with us a while. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
"Excuse me, I have already gutted this life like a fish. Believe me when I say, I will not curtsy for you. I will not dress up in bells and whistles. Thank god, I am someone’s idea of ugly. I’ve heard that’s what makes me beautiful."
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Poetry By Alex Dawson
John Buie   CC For every bird, a bomb for every love story, a tale  of unbearable loss. Excuse me,  I cannot look into the light  without squinting. Excuse me, I have already gutted this  life...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
It's all really something, this big ole bruise of a world. Ground goes hard to soft, like a heart that thinks it can't, but always does, mend. Friends, our submissions are open until 10/26. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
"This one goes out to, The artists under the overpass. Problem kids with different lives, Who wrote poetry in P.E. class. The unhoused Ulysses, Who’ve given up on home. Writing of the human spirit, While preferring to work alone."
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Poetry By Brooks Thomas
Paul Sableman   CC Artists Under the Overpass There’s a gathering downtown, More landing spot than destination.  Where the rich kids buy their weed, On their low-class vacation.  For others...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 27/09/2026
Photography By Coner Segren, Vianne Bozza, Kip Knott, and Marsha Lewis
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
"They're calling for a thunderstorm, but who cares about the weather", it's the weather inside that counts. When skies are grey, we can still bring our own little light into the day. Friends, share your light with us. Our submissions are open until 10/26. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
"They're calling for a thunderstorm, but who cares about the weather", it's the weather inside that counts. When skies are grey, we can still bring our own little light into the day. Friends, share your light with us. Our submissions are open until 10/26. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
"On the porch, mom is a monarch watching her subjects scatter between the wind whistled teeth On the porch, I’m afraid of Her a reverence quiet and holy On the porch, statued"
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Poetry By River Knoblach
John Buie   CC Plastic Chair Throne Crooked on the porch white plastic legs shift, creak under mom’s restlessness; her throne has gone greyish by the dirt dust kicked-up  beneath the rumble of...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 25/09/2026
"you feel lucky to get a second shot at living Not a lot of people in your situation do So you trade retaliation for aromatherapy You keep smelling salts on you Say things like “Good afternoon,” “I’m well.” “How are you?” And are more present Finally putting yourself In better rooms"
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Poetry By Clara Angeline Smith
Paul Sableman   CC DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT (Title inspired by Arrested Development 2003 ) Probably the bed, Or the porch, Would be a better place to spend your time But you like to idle inbetweenspaces.....
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 24/09/2026
There are such beatific moments, grace points, where for the briefest time all of our troubles seem to fade away. If you've experienced it you know there aren't really words for it. Still, words are what we have. Friends, share your words with us. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 24/09/2026
On the subject of time: Artwork & Photography By wolfe ze heroinchic.weebly.com/blog/on-the-...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 23/09/2026
We're all looking for a soft place to land. Kindness in hand, and art that carries a weary heart through. Friends, our submissions are open until 10-26. Come lighten your load and sit around the fire with us awhile. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 23/09/2026
"The more I learned about life the more I realized that what we all needed was someone to talk to, talk without thought... How to go back now when the thing is no longer the thing?"
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du hast schon augen (you have beautiful eyes) By Evangeline Holtz-Schramek
​Chaim Dönnewa   CC du hast schon augen (you have beautiful eyes) ~ I had a Greek professor – in my line of work (those who strive to become doctors of philosophy),  we do executive...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 22/09/2026
"I don’t think it was ever death we needed saving from- only the loneliness that comes before. And if you have known love, if even for the brief span of time it takes for the two arms of another person to wrap themselves completely around you, you have already been saved."
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Poetry By Samantha Ashe
Aurélien Adoue   CC “I weep because you cannot save people, only love them”  Anaïs Nin I know I cannot save you.  I can’t stop the cancer from coming back, the joints from deteriorating,...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 21/09/2026
"I blinked once and it was gone". Time is a river, every step we take, a different world entirely. There's a grief and a hope in that. Change is always happening, whether we can see it or not. Seasons are a reminder of this. Share with us the subtle changes at work in your life heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 21/09/2026
"I wanted to see if I could live in danger and still have the wisdom to find beauty in the experience. Lesson learned: there is not beauty in everything, but nonetheless we do not stop searching for it."
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Poetry By Faeryn Baldwin
Aurélien Adoue   CC ALL AND NOTHING I walked myself into the vault of the sky and found nothing. No surprise then that I wanted  chemical everything all the more. It was for curiosity's sake at...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 20/09/2026
Life is messy and wonderful in the same tired, persevering breath. Hop in and take an autumn drive with us. Share your words, thoughts, prayers, griefs, angers, and letting go. Just like them trees above us. Submissions are open until 10/26. heroinchic.weebly.com
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faithestella.bsky.social @faithestella.bsky.social · 20/09/2026
Please submit your beautiful, heartfelt pieces to Anti-Heroin Chic so I can read them and spend the next 5 minutes thereafter staring into an immeasurable abyss. They will handle your work with care, I promise.
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 20/09/2026
"Try to create order. Go to an AA meeting the week before Christmas. Decide they talk about God too much. Decide you hate AA meetings but are glad they exist... Get into your body, the way it pulses and hums a song of pleasure. Get addicted to small pleasures."
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Poetry By Stevie Edwards
Shaun Fisher   CC How to Quit Drinking Delete social media apps from your phone. Better yet, turn off your phone. The news is full of reasons to drink: the stock market plummeting in response to...
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Eirene Eleni @eireneeleni.bsky.social · 19/09/2026
I love this journal. It has so much heart, so much to give. If you have something that seems right for it, please send it their way. This place is beautiful in the best ways.
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 19/09/2026
Friends, our submission inbox is completely empty. If you'd be so kind as to help us spread the word among your communities it would be so greatly appreciated. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Glass Poetry Press @glasspoetry.bsky.social · 18/09/2026
Glass: A Journal of Poetry 2027 Best of the Net Nominations!! Congrats and good luck to Kristin Lueke, BEE LB, grace (ge) gilbert, Lindsay Li, Esmé Kaplan-Kinsey, and Derek Chan!!
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2027 Best of the Net Nominations

Kristin Lueke
"one billion flowers" 

BEE LB
"ready to lose" 

grace (ge) gilbert
"When I try to explain, I say, immature eggs" 

Lindsay Li
"ending credits for just a girl." 

Esmé Kaplan-Kinsey
"with my back to the city" 

Derek Chan
"Inheritance" 
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 19/09/2026
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 18/09/2026
"At least now that I'm older I can put up a fight". It doesn't come naturally to any of us, how to defend our softest, truest core. But that there is more in store for us than all that has come before, if only we tend to what hurts and turn, in time, that hurt into our strongest ally...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 18/09/2026
"At least now that I'm older I can put up a fight". It doesn't come naturally to any of us, how to defend our softest, truest core. But that there is more in store for us than all that has come before, if only we tend to what hurts and turn, in time, that hurt into our strongest ally...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 18/09/2026
"Backyard’s safe—I sleep, screen door open, two months now. Restaurant gig pays rent, food. I read and write for entertainment. Sober 9 months (a full term?!?) last Tuesday. Congratulations! Right? I’m O.K. The days pass by but the night presses down. You know what I mean?"
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Poetry By Dan Murphy
Paul Sableman   CC 1986, September                                                                Rather notice,                                 ...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 17/09/2026
"Sing a song for the men I loved whom I had to throw back in the sea Sing a song for all the men with holes in their hearts where their mothers should be Yes, sing a beautiful song for them but write a concerto for me"
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Poetry By Meghann Williams
Clinton Steeds   CC A Commission Sing a song     for the men I loved                 whom I had to throw back in the sea Sing a song     for all the men with         holes in...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 16/09/2026
"Folks say I'm stuck in the wrong lane, but there's not enough time to change". And yet there is, even if it don't always feel that way. Where there's life there's hope. Friends, change lanes with us. Our submissions are open for your processing and your holding on until 10-26. heroinchic.weebly.com
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 16/09/2026
"Love comes and goes the way the wind blows, the world cuts you open, and you don’t close. You don’t close. You don’t close."
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Poetry By Susan Musgrave
Daniel Tuttle   CC SOCIAL DISTANCING AT THE CREMATORIUM  This is where I last see you, in a cardboard casket “friendly to the environment,” which would have  made you laugh, filled with...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 15/09/2026
"Good things that go unshared are not, in the end, good."
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A Better Job By Joseph LaBine
Philip   CC A Better Job Good things that go unshared are not, in the end, good.       Rain is beating on the roof. I am at the desk. I have a coffee. It’s Sunday. A few days ago, the...
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Anti-Heroin Chic @antiheroinchic.bsky.social · 15/09/2026
"Good things that go unshared are not, in the end, good."
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A Better Job By Joseph LaBine
Philip   CC A Better Job Good things that go unshared are not, in the end, good.       Rain is beating on the roof. I am at the desk. I have a coffee. It’s Sunday. A few days ago, the...
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