Friend: (n) One Who Sharpens

Today the friend I’ve called “best” since middle school turns 29. Again. For the 16th time. And, no, our hair isn’t quite so big now-a-days as it was in the nineties… In high school, she drove a used, red Pulsar that smelled of cigars and cherry car freshener.  But I didn’t mind the smell, because the seats […]

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