Assholes, A Priest, an Analyst, and a Handful of Publishing Folks Walk into a Bar…
What the unlikely taught me about self worth, forgiveness, and most of all assholes The other day, I said something controversial and something that I…
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So We Meet Again
I’ve decided to treat you as typewritten letters to a long lost lover—the one who is supposed to come back, stashed away scrawled on…