She had been a folk singer of note, our guide Graham Bruce said, then “something happened in her life.” That was my first clue. Now Ann worked at the hotel, waiting tables. But when Graham asked to her sing for us, she agreed. Keith and I sat with other members of our...
Every-so-often, I read something that brings my whirling monkey mind to a dead halt. Savory tastes of masterful writing roll across the folds of my brain, like the layered flavors of a fine wine. When art addresses themes of life and love with fresh variations, I...
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