And So It Begins

Two kilometers offshore of Lands End in Cornwall, England resides a bubbling outcrop island of porous rock. On this island, at the top of the highest peak, at the end of a wind battered path, sits Bleak Man’s Repose, a lighthouse constructed of shipped-in stone and smoothed by 243 years of gales and whipping water….

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Mistaken Identity

For being Death Row, the hallway didn’t smell all that bad (thanks in part to me and in part to my condemned cohorts who, despite being allies of anarchy in the eyes of the law, kept their final residences in a state of cleanliness that would make any non-cat-lady spinster smile). I say cohorts but…

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