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Showing posts with label Virginia Beach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Virginia Beach. Show all posts
09 June, 2013

Losantiville Lines: Stella's Graduation, Verse 2: Vox Nostalgia

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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They came through you but not from yo...
08 June, 2013

Losantiville Lines: Stella's Graduation, Verse 1: The Wallet

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I base most of my fashion taste on what doesn't itch. - Gilda Radner I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man. - Willi...
12 April, 2012

A Traveler's Tourist Plight: Virginia Beach, Day 3

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The future belongs to crowds. --Don DeLillo Youth doesn't need friends - it only needs crowds. --  Zelda Fitzgerald So I woke up to what...
10 April, 2012

A Traveler's Tourist Plight: Virginia Beach, Day 2

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I've got a bike  You can ride it if you like  It's got a basket  A bell that rings  And things to make it look good  I'd give it...
07 March, 2012

Wayward Sacredness, Intermezzo: Regarding The Peripatetic Peregrination

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The problem with traveling is that it's addictive. At least it is for me. My time back in Mount Carroll is nice, and it's good to se...
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