Any time three New Yorkers get into a cab without an argument, a bank has just been robbed.
My morning begins with trying not to get up before the sun rises. But when I do, it's because my head is too full of words, and I just need to get to my desk and start dumping them into a file. I always wake with sentences pouring into my head.
Humanity lives and always has lived on certain elemental provisions.
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