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Courting Hemingway’s Ghost

Key West, Florida, ninety miles from Cuba, slight overcast, seventy-five degrees. I’m trying to get into Hemingway mode. Be concise. Straight forward. Where’s the bar? The cats here have too many toes. The abundance of bars begins to make up … Continue reading

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