February 2012
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Vodka and Milk: Part III →
leslieperry: It is April 8, 1952. Cecil and his company enter the frontline. The “Punchbowl” looks like an inverted dome: cavernous and desolate, dotted with the occasional skeletal tree. He grips the edge of the tank with white knuckles, his wedding band digs into his skin. Though it is a clear day,…
Feb 16th
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Sentences about Photography
dailymeh: Photography is easy. Good photography is hard. Photographs can be true. Photographs are made, not taken as if by force. Photography is about consistency. Consistency is talent, and talent is hard work. Photographs say things that cannot be said in words. Photographs and words are not enemies. Photography is light. Photons, not electrons, are the elementary parts of...
Feb 15th
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“Loyalty to your country always, loyalty to your government when it deserves it.”
– Mark Twain
Feb 13th
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Vodka and Milk: Part II →
leslieperry: Cecil carries Eileen through the doorway of the second floor efficiency they rent above a family run butcher store on Mifflin Street. She feels heavier than he remembers. Cecil places her gently on the faux ivory countertop next to the sink and presses his mouth to hers. The kitchen…
Feb 13th
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Vodka and Milk: Part 1 →
leslieperry: Cecil and Olivia Williams (nee McCarthy) are to be wed in a modest ceremony at City Hall with strangers sitting as their witnesses. The skyline of Philadelphia is pulsing. Every movement is a backdrop for Cecil’s moment. He waits in front of City Hall in borrowed coattails,…
Feb 12th
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January 2012
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“Maturity…is knowing what your limitations are…Maturity is a bitter...”
– ― Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle
Jan 26th
The Behavioral Sink →
So what exactly happened in Universe 25? Past day 315, population growth slowed. More than six hundred mice now lived in Universe 25, constantly rubbing shoulders on their way up and down the stairwells to eat, drink, and sleep. Mice found themselves born into a world that was more crowded every day, and there were far more mice than meaningful social roles. With more and more peers to defend...
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