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Misunderstood Siddhartha

Misunderstood Siddhartha

There is something sexy about having heated conversation about a book. That is until someone starts shitting on my favorite book. Then it’s all over. It’s ironic because my favorite book is about peace and harmony, so it is hard to preach the sanctity of the inner mind while throwing punches at someone’s throat. Siddhartha […]

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Closing Time

Closing Time

By: Melissa Martin   The ant tip-tap-toes his way up the slanty pages, each page set slightly closer to the book’s dimple than the one beneath it creating perfect little ant-sized stepping stairs.   Perhaps he was daunted when he started up these stairs not knowing there was an end, seeing only a slanty incline, […]

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