Tag Archives: Karen Carpenter

Me and the Blonde

I see the same people in the Park every morning, though now, some of who I call the seasonals are out that don’t run in the winter, like the 15 or so stalwarts, me being one along with a tall, … Continue reading

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Polly Wanna Cracker?

Polly, my neighbor, is always on a diet. Whenever we meet in the hall she, more often than not, is schlepping home her latest supply of ‘low cal essentials’. One could say, not consuming, consumes Polly’s whole life. The sick … Continue reading

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