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The color Purple doesn’t make me think of Whoopi, and I watch The View. Daily.
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It’s been a minute, and I’m in the perfect spot to let ‘er rip. I’m in the parking lot of the Dallas Country Club. It’s not necessarily my chosen wake up spot. It’s complicated how I got here, actually. I rolled down my window, screamed “wassssaaaaappp!” to the gate guards, and drove in behind a
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My writing career began in a miserable blur in the bowels of early MySpace, then Facebook, and stayed that way until I killed it a couple of years ago. It’s been a long, strange trip – mostly because I insisted at the moment – but the trip needed to end. I’m slowly cleaning out all
The Gonzo Wolf 