Open Bar: The Bystander
Oblivious, he set out for his usual evening stroll. The sky was cloudless and paling in the twilight, so the…
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Oblivious, he set out for his usual evening stroll. The sky was cloudless and paling in the twilight, so the…
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Sky blue eyes twinkling with mischief and love, a massive smile bookended by cavernous dimples, peals of maniacal laughter echoing…
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This is a community of givers, of doers, of the selfless, of the inspirational. Juxtaposed against the vocal minority of…
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Happily quarantined chez nous, Violet and I have systematically moved from room to room, alternately discovering long-lost items, assembling items…
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As a relentless optimist, I am prone to visions of utopian splendor. In the best of times, this trait smacks…
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She was a social creature. You couldn’t walk with her through town without stopping to stand awkwardly as she engaged…
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We eat a lot of apples in our house. Violet and I consume approximately one each daily, particularly in high…
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As the flakes continue to fall, the vertical feet passing beneath my skis continue to mount. On some days, the…
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The normally loquacious gaggle of girls was surprisingly quiet as they donned harnesses and tight shoes, gear that was unfamiliar…
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My family operates on a strict “no news is good news” policy. While we are close-knit and perhaps overly communicative,…
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