Harry Whittaker, Jazzman

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The coffee shop down on main street where I live

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For the boys, summer has started (The water is still cold but labs have two coats of fur)

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When I was a very young child, Elvis was seen as to far out from the mainstream, he scared adults, TV censored him, he was sex incarnate, he was too black, he was too southern, he was too much.

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Remember........Relax

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Frankie Carbo, the mobs so called boxing craz

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We're taking over. The Flamingo the day after Bugsey was murdered

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Mystery Train

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Good news and bad news

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To Build a Fire. A short story by Jack London

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  Day had broken cold and grey, exceedingly cold and grey, when the man turned aside from the main Yukon trail and climbed the high earth- b...

Fanny Elssler, prima Ballerina

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Johann Sebastian Bach – Brandenburg Concerto No. 3 in G major, BWV 1048: Allegro

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True enough

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Sidney Bechet, Jazzman

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Red Garland, Jazz man

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The art of Architecture

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Some stuff I ran across today

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Hills like white elephants. A short story by Ernest Hemingway

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    The hills across the valley of the Ebro' were long and white. On this side there was no shade and no trees and the station was b...

How wonderful is this thought?

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I adore photos on Black and White

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Yield......

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“Ozymandias” by Percy Bysshe Shelley

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The Necklace by Guy de Maupassant

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  The girl was one of those pretty and charming young creatures who sometimes are born, as if by a slip of fate, into a family of clerks. Sh...