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Nov/Dec 1999

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Fiction


The Wooden Bucket
As much as I've come to look forward to my Thursday night diversions, I have no desire to expand to other nights of the week. I won't be growing a handlebar mustache, buying a maroon leather sport coat, carrying around my own singalong cd's.
Tom Dooley

 

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