Kyle Schreiber Someday I’ll be a traveling writer; I’ve got a story or two to tell. Nothing bad or defaming, but I figure what the hell. Now that I think of it, I’ve got more than just one or two, I think I have about six dozen active ideas, but let’s keep that between me …
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A Stranger from the East
Gone are the days of monument strolls and metro rides; peaches from the 7th street market and shared cigarettes from the stoop are nothing more than a warm memory on cold nights. Sometimes I wonder if I’ll see her in an airport waiting for a delayed flight with a look of loneliness painted on her …
North Jupiter Inlet 