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Mostly Basie with a Little Bach

Whenever I see a new woman, I know I should look at her hair and her eyes and her smile before I decide if she’s worth the small talk and the dinner later and whatever else she may require before … Continue reading

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by Donal Mahoney Warm, wet, wrapped in each other’s arms, legs, still for a moment, we rest, a spider spent, trapped in its web.

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