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  • The trouble with pitbulls
    In spring of 1995 I was living in a rental room on an alley west of my university. The room was attached to a sprawling home that had once b...
  • Honey, I don’t want your Bubba
    Several years ago, one of my reporter friends wrote an article about a brothel in Battle Mountain. While interviewing one of the madams, he ...
  • Censorship is un-American but ...
    I saw something at ComiCon a few weeks ago and it's been bothering me ever since. I'm THE last person on earth to advocate any sort ...