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The whap-whap of rotors, & the tallest bridge in P-Town

This week, in lieu of a blog entry about writing, I’m releasing another excerpt from my first novel, “Crashing Through the Underbrush.”  From the chapter “Hamburger Therapy, Helicopters and Crooks.”  . . . . reminiscing about the past was interrupted … Continue reading

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