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4 points submitted 3 days agoWarning, graphic. So once upon a time before I was born, my dad was home alone. He very handy and studied carpentry for a while so he has a workshop in our basement to make stuff. “I think he was prepared to go out there and deal with whatever he had,” he said. “I’ve heard some of the critics say he was wincing in the face of the rush, but I didn’t see him backing down. I thought he played with a lot of courage in the Super Bowl.”.

This warming of the planet has been growing for a while, he says. Probably a different process than what happened 60 years ago. But is it indicative of what we expect to see? Yes. Other runners up win our “You Gotta Play to Lose” Loser Mug or our Grossery Bag,”I Got a B in Punmanship.” Honorable mentions get one of our lusted after Loser magnets, “We’ve Seen Better” or “IDiot Card.” First Offenders receive only a smelly tree shaped air “freshener” (FirStink for their first ink). Deadline is Monday night, May 14; results published June 3 (online May 31). The headline for this week’s results is by Chris Doyle; Jesse Frankovich wrote the honorable mentions subhead..

It is January in New England. There are a couple of inches of snow on the ground, a miniature version of the Andes has been plowed against the perimeter wall, and today’s high will be only ten below. I walk across the salted asphalt like a geriatric with a bad case of hemorrhoids, poised to slip on the black ice.

Hemingway and Fitzgerald tippled together in the caf of 1920s Paris, while the poet John Berryman was the first person at Dylan Thomas bedside when he died.Then there were the echoes. All were tormented by self hatred and a sense of inadequacy. Three were profoundly promiscuous, and almost all experienced conflict and dissatisfaction with regard to their sexuality.

Yet, Chris Leskovsek, a 32 year old Chilean born photographer and designer, currently living and working in Auckland, New Zealand, has accomplished this exquisitely. These photographs are most certainly travel photos, taken by a foreigner in a foreign land, but they are also not merely travel photographs. That is, they are not simple amateur snapshots.

Junkie. Pothead. That’s where I’d been headed: the final, fatal role of the young would be black man. The first thing you need to understand is that paper routes are run in the friggin’ middle of the night. Gone are the days when a paper boy walks around the neighborhood flinging papers on the front porch. If you are lucky you finish your route while it is still dark outside so you can scramble back in bed for a couple hours of sleep before the sun rises and the night people slink back to wherever they came from..

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