Shooting Pains
I clattered around the kitchen to the washboard beat of a Johnny Cash playlist, scratching crusted butternut squash soup and quesadilla remains from a pile of pots and skillets. The stains from […]
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The Very Slow Track
Back at corporate, down the long white corridor, tucked behind the row of senior executive offices, there is a small gym. Five or six machines. Weights. Ten-foot ceilings. Panoramic mountain […]
Paul Fredenberg 