I use to walk over the Franklin St. Bridge every morning on my way to work. Not once was I able to successfully get over to the other side without…
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If I were to write a book about this photo, I would title it "Kyle and the Polar Vortex"
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When I was in my teens, I would frequently “borrow my mom’s car” and go for long drives at night. I would never go anywhere bad, but would frequently find…
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