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Black Tie

There were three buzzards or vultures on a telephone line when I left my house this morning. They were looking out over the piece of land across the street. Calm. Watching. I put on my blinker and made my turn, but they stayed on my mind. I assumed because of their presence that something must have died in that…

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I tend to judge.  Shoot me. I swear we all do it, but I guess I’m a little more open with my thoughts. I know you can’t judge a book by it’s cover.  I look farther than the cover, but once I’m a few chapters in, I really feel like I have a good sense.…

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