It was a Saturday night in Clinton. A police car cautiously circled the Holiday Inn Express parking lot, wary of the thumping beats emanating from a rear entrance. A heavyset man shuffled out to meet the cruiser; he might have seemed imposing if not for the rapturous smile that never left his face.
Author Archives: Ari Glogower
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The Art of Body
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In Twilight
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Tying Up Loose Ends
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Nostalgia Never Gets Old
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A Hectic Romp
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Quincy Jackson
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Opening the Flood Gates
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Brave New Voice
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