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Looking out my nighttime window, I see an inky black sky blending with ground in an uninterrupted flow of nothingness. Torrington 2001. But when I stare into the bright green three-ringed depths of a cool Ballantine Ale, all things become possible, and Torrington's 2002 future unfolds before me with eight-track clarity. More ... In writing about my sisters, I remembered an episode that reminded me of the state of medicine and health during my childhood years. More ... |
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