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-Letter From A Stranger (fiction)
I used to look forward to going there every day. It used to make me feel…important. Like I was a recognizable and necessary player in this vital game we call “business”. I thought, maybe, if I worked hard and smiled at the right people, kept my handshake good and firm, I could steadily climb hand over Continue reading
About Me
Tethered to Cincinnati but interested in the world.