Father and Sun
I came in. I knew it was going to be war. Me: Good evening sir. Dad: Why are you just coming home? He's never happy. I s...
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My name is Manny. This is not a story about me. I write for my mother - the broken one - don't know if she'll be strong enough to p... -
Image credit: http://upliftconnect.com I once met a lady who unfurled my eyes to the over-doings of righteousness. You would have presu...
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