Tag Archives: Experience

I went to my high school grad with a car thief…

I went to my high school grad with a car thief by the name of Chick. I smile as I say this; this news might be a little startling to the friends I graduated with back then. On the other … Continue reading

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Omar.   He spoke English, French, German Arabic and Russian well, and a few others passably.   Born in Jordan of ‘ethnic Russian’ parents, he was my ‘exotic flame’. Omar’s passion at the time was writing plays, and he supported himself as … Continue reading

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