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Humbug meets a manchild from Santa land
Until Raven commented on my buffness, remarkable to him for someone in other respects to be obviously pushing well past 60, he was just another gym customer. His unsolicited compliment opened the door…
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I gave my card to Debby
Not little Debby, the face of bad pastry. Debby, the Croatian immigre to Montreal, the barista who saw me standing outside her little coffee shop and brought a treat out for our dog…
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Brothers under the … sail
Visiting old Montreal today, and while standing outside the IGA grocery with my dog, Satchel, I caught the eye of a couple sharing the chill breeze for a smoke. He looked a little…
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Do smoke detectors ruin more lives than they save?
My wife was shaking me. Up, up, up from a dead sleep, I emerged into a room full of smoke … alarm beeps. Shrill and insistent and echoing through the house from one…
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For a great haircut
I went to Lagos, Portugal, and got a the best haircut I’ve gotten in years. I won’t say I went to Lagos to get a haircut, but I did go to Lagos, and…
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Great people, great pais (country)
Midway into our third week in Portugal, I have to say (not because someone has a gun to my head, but because it’s true), the people of Portugal are marvelous. Almost to a…