Category: Romulus Burnett Diaries
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No Honor Among Thieves (Part I)
Christmas shoppers are scattered about the main floor of Rich’s department store like a herd of cats, carrying a multitude of shopping bags of all sizes, clad with glossy graphics and bold logos from Rich’s and neighboring stores throughout the mall. Red and green ornaments the size of industrial wrecking balls hang from the ceiling throughout…
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International Lover
Fall semester 1992 — “I don’t just love you, I’m in love with you.” Avanti said with resolute tenderness and vulnerability as she held my calloused hand like a frail baby bird, softly kissing my fingertips one at a time, her eyes hidden behind her long, Obsidian mane. The atmosphere around us in the common…