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Hunger
It was summoned to pass judgment--either to bless or destroy. The me...
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Fats sat at the kitchen table silent and serene as a lanky Buddha except for the dry snips of the fingernail clipper dexterously managed by ...
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Dawn fades in, or erupts- but birds still chatter, sounds will gather, and the break of day begins another chapter of unnumbered pages...
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Over here on the edge of the Arabian Gulf, or anyplace for that matter, sometimes the toughest obstacle to overcome is your own mind. Rati...
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