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Damn Girl

15 Wednesday Sep 2010

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Met up with a friend last week over coffee. Although he’s usually very neat about how he looks, his appearance that day shocked me. There was week-old stubble all over his chin, his nails were cut jaggedly, there were paper cuts all over his hands, and his eyelids were baggy and dark, as though he hadn’t slept in days. I asked him if there was anything wrong. This is the story he told me:

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The Stream Always Flows Towards the Sea

04 Saturday Jul 2009

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Michael Calder and Peter Cunning were close friends since they were young. They had lived in the same neighbourhood since Peter moved in at eight years old – it was the same neighbourhood they lived in now. When they were both 19, they made a bet to see who would marry first. Peter got married to Nancy, a nice girl he had met in college. Then Michael met Tina. For losing the bet, Michael treated Peter to a 12 oz. steak dinner. Michael then made another bet on that night, to see who would have a child first. This time, Michael won, gloating.

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