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So, you come here and you read my ramblings and insane leanings, but maybe you just want some fiction.

Remember to check out WASTED TYPEFACE , my fiction blog.

And there is BLUE COLLAR FOOD CRITIC, which gets sporadic postings of my views on solitary dining experiences around the state.

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