I believe I’ve shared with you that I have written a memoir. This August will be two years since it was edited. I am petrified to do the re-write. I know I’m going to enter a bona fide raw and emotional place. I don’t like when people ask me if the book ...
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I grew up on the north east corner of 17th and Delaware Avenue in a small six unit building that sat on top of a hill. The building was painted beige and every window had bars on them. Across the street on the south east corner my little bro’s best ...
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