February 2012
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We Came Outside Dressed In Our Finest
When Richard Andalora writes something, you stop playing your Farmville and take a gander.
richardandalora:
I witnessed it, the clash of two generations. The brilliant beaming lights of of our fathers snuffed out with one fatal, blinding-white blow to the core of it all.
You were there, belligerent and adorned in stylish clothing your mother couldn’t afford. She, with her hands cracked,...
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