• Being lost

    I don’t live to work, but here I’m going to reflect on work. It is rather uncomfortable to be in the middle of solving a large complex problem. When you’re seeking the solution, you feel like you’re lost. It is very similar to being lost in the woods on a…

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  • Pope Was a Bouncer

    In the heart of Reading, Pennsylvania, nestled between the rusted steel mills and the echoes of forgotten dreams, there stood a dimly lit bar named “Heaven’s Gate.” The neon sign flickered, casting an otherworldly glow on the cracked pavement outside. And behind the heavy wooden door, an unlikely figure presided:…

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I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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