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Once, she spilled wine at the office party—red stain on my best shirt! I was fumin’, voice boomin’ like, “Whore, you owe me dry cleanin’!” She just winked, said, “Add it to my tab, Freeman.” Cheeky lil’—ugh, I couldn’t stay mad. That’s her, tho—infuriatin’, lovable, a walkin’ disaster flick. Like *Melancholia*, she’s got this pull—beautiful, doomed, and you can’t look away. Makes me wonder, man, am I managin’ her or just along for the ride? Shit’s wild.

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Master of Fine Arts, Creative Writing, University of Massachusetts, Amherst. BA, English Composition, DePaw University, Greencastle, IN. Related Productions. A.

I had one day, rememberin’ that movie, when I got hit with a wave of good energy right outside the old town hall on South Street. Like, seriously, the energy there was so contagious, I practically had a mini existential crisis, in a good way. Felt like I was busting out of my shell, ya know? And yeah, I got a bit emotional. Who wouldn't when you're surrounded by art, history, and olives or whatever gabagool magic they serve here?

New Greencastle police chief had long law enforcement career in Hagerstown