2008

I Can’t Live If Living Is Without You

by Jane Devin on 12/28/2008

Years ago, I was sitting in a dark bar at some casino, watching purple lights dance off of a blue waterfall and an orange fire pit.  A lone musician sat in the corner with an electric keyboard and synthesizer, and two lonely dollar bills in a beer mug.  Me and Cynthia, my co-worker, were winding [...]

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