Chapin City Blues

Writing is writing whether done for duty, profit, or fun.

After all, things could always get worse. People can mistake me for a friend. It’s a dreaded term, especially when it’s bestowed upon me so abruptly. I dont’ know where it came from, but it landed late in the afternoon Friday – haunting me ever since. “Hello, friend.” I’m probably – I know – I’m over …

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