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Continue reading →: Death With Dig Nitty little regrets
On the banks of the Chesapeake Bay sits a small town called Phoebus. There was a restaurant there called Fullers where one could hang out and “Eat Dirt Cheap”. It was the quintessential dive bar with killer Oyster sandwiches and the best dippy eggs south of The Mason Dixon line.…
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Continue reading →: Lost and Found
Early this morning I was walking our dogs and ducked behind a car to avoid a canine encounter. There I found a semi crisp ten dollar bill on the ground. I put it it in my front left pocket. A minute or two later I looked for a bag in…
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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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