It’s not often that I share my own memory of 9/11. I might have recounted it at one time, but for whatever reason, it’s not a yearly thing for me to share. I was working at a technical recruiting firm in Atlanta, GA at the time. Being the payroll administrator, I wasn’t chained to my … Continue reading The Memory of a Footprint: 9/11
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The Folklore in the Water
I once worked with a beautiful girl from Africa. She was one of the smartest girls I've ever met, as well as stunning. Her long, thin body was punctuated with a round face and happy eyes. Her voice was thick and it was easy to imagine her tongue as a ripened fruit. One day, she spoke … Continue reading The Folklore in the Water