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A Story by Dave
“No, you see, the real problem is that the man and woman stopped loving each other just one year into the relationship but neither of them ever..
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A Story by Dave
If you sit alone in an office with fluorescent lights, there’ll come a point when you’ll start to hear them. When it starts, it&rsq..
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A Story by Dave
A minute-and-a-half into an introduction into introductory geometric (triangle congruence) proofs, it comes- the interruption- the question, this ti..
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A Story by Dave
It occurred to me today, after a failed attempt at sketching the exterior surfaces of a barn, that straight lines interest me in only the most academi..
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A Story by Dave
Morning, 0700h, 02.0 hours before the alarm. Who was I kidding setting it anyway? Sun is shining, first time in 03.0 day, downed trees, fallen limbs, ..
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A Story by Dave
Thoughts from West Meadow Beach, NY on a late August afternoon.
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A Story by Dave
Mark digs the tips of his thumb and index finger into the nearly-dry earth beneath him, excavates a thin ellipse of andesite, holds it up and wipes it..
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A Poem by Dave
Skyward,
agray-black crust blankets all,
hugging the world's curved contour
Four pale circles of light
communicate along its surface,
curve, ..
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A Poem by Dave
Inspired by a glass of Long Island's Shirwood 2010 Steel Fermented
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A Story by Dave
On reading Wallace
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