Just Stop And Smell The… Whatever. By John Connor Come on now… You’ve suffered through Parts I and II in
Part I: Just Stop And Smell The… Whatever. Several of you have asked—some, incredulously—how it is I meet so many
Christmas Eve With A Twist. It never fails. In the steamy heat of July and August, I’m working on the
Of Cuba Then. Part II If you haven’t read Part 1 in the September issue, go read it now, OK?
It Warmed In Many Ways… The Memsaab Helena ordered some frippery from a shop in town, and a nice lady
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