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Mar 6, 2013
My dad has always had the crazy ability to dance his eyebrows up and down and all around. He can raise one...raise the other...raise both...
Mar 4, 2013
It had bothered her for years. The spot on the wall, a fist-sized crescent, the sole remaining reminder of a particularly bad episode of...
Feb 28, 2013
For the tenth time that morning, I pulled my glasses from my face, snuck the edge of my shirt up just a little, and wiped the lenses. The...