Give Me Back My Identity
I am not a data point. I am a human being. I am not the customer who buys anime, computer hardware, and books on Linux. I am not the customer who sends flowers to my mother-in-law in Brooklyn. I am a...
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what do you do when the one thing you have been waiting for all day is denied to you? Sleep and hope that tomorrow brings better luck
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In our recent move, my wife and mother were on a mission to get rid of as much junk as possible as I’ve been labeled by them as a pack rat. I saved this poem from destruction. I don’t remember anything...
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