Spinsters for Hire

For the 32nd time today, no I don't have a boyfriend. It seems everyday I have a conversation with someone about my boyfriend. Or more accurately the lack thereof. I remember the days when I dreaded the convers...
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A Breath of Fresh Air

 “The air smells of dog food and broken spirits. I believe we are in Fort Smith”  says JedediahUlyssses of UrbanDictionary.com. I’m not one to believe everything I read online, but I can’t exactly say this is a...