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By Dianne Moritz They come dressed like real dudes: faded levis, tooled leather boots, silver concho belts, hair slicked back…
By Jeffery Zable Then that song, “Stairway to Heaven” came on, which made me shout out instinctively, “Take that shit…
By KS Herrman They come for us in the night. There is a knock on the door and when Father…
By S.B. Borgersen “I’ve never been to a funeral with an open coffin,” Phyllis told Tom. “Just hang on to…