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Love Gone Wrong

The aftermath of a bad first date? Did he anger, disgust or bore her? Did they get into a fight on the way to that supposed-to-be romantic dinner at Sai Sai? Or was he all excited, ready to surprise her at lunchtime on Wednesday, when he saw her on that Downtown L.A. street with another man, smiling, laughing, the other man’s hand hugging that precious groove in the small of her back?

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Big Red

Jeez… you can’t take this guy anywhere.

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New York Cares

I wonder if the TV my wife once heaved out a window wound up like this.  I don’t think she wrapped hers, though.  No, before someone tossed away this bad boy, they took the time and care to bundle it up against the cold and bitter wind.  Or to keep its guts from spilling out.  Either way, someone once loved this TV.  And loved it enough to leave it a bottle.

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