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Florida Postcard 2/28/78

February 20, 2024 – 10:04 am

This is a postcard from Florida dated Feb 28,1978. Hilde was on a road trip with her extended family; four of her younger siblings, two step siblings, two dogs, her mother Kate and Joe All in a van. My friend Andy was living at the family’s Brookline compound with Hilde’s older sister, Therese. He can’t […]

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THE LAST GO-GO BOY by Peter Nolan Smith

February 17, 2024 – 2:28 am

Americans tend to judge the nation’s fiscal well-being by the rise and fall of the Dow Jones Index, even though Wall Street’s accumulation of wealth has destroyed the spending power of the middle-class. Next month’s bonuses for the hedge fund managers will not save a single consumer buried under debt, after which the corporations will […]

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Gator Hole Bar Okeechobee – 2008

February 12, 2024 – 2:51 am

The world has been changing with the man’s desire for mass suicide. Florida’s Okeechobee Swamp has been imprisoned by interstates and poisoned by the evil Sugar Barons, such as the Fanjuls. Its water level has dropped drastically in the preceding years of drought. “In 1970 something a flood lifted off the roof,” The beehived bartender […]

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BURNT ORANGE HERESY by Charles Willieford

June 3, 2023 – 2:58 am

I could have taken State Road Seven straight away by picking it up west of West Palm Beach, but because the old two-lane highway was used primarily by truck traffic barreling for Miami’s back door, into Hialeah, I stayed on U.S. 1 all the way to Boynton Beach before searching for a through road to […]

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April 26, 1981 – Key West – Journal Entry

May 9, 2023 – 12:58 pm

Last night in Key West. Hiram and I go to a gay disco. We snort coke, drink to excess, dance, huff poppers with abandon. No one asks me to go to the toilet for a blowjob. Their radar tells them I’m off-limits, but they relentlessly hit on Hiram. He’s a move star after all and […]

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