Traveling Coffee Girl
Author: Marie Magoch
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When most people think of Saturday nights in Prescott, Arizona, they usually think of the saloons and crowds of Whiskey Row, of swaggering bachelor parties, the haze of cigarettes and whatever they’re vaping, and another cover band playing “Mustang Sally” again. However, on this particular Saturday night, I am just a little further down Gurley…
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When I was younger, I thought politics was just a bunch of boring people in suits sitting around a conference table talking on C-Span for hours. Being political involved the option of agreeing to disagree. Right now, I miss those days. I used to be able to go for weeks and months without needing to…
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“You were already more beautiful than anything I dared to dream. In our years apart, my imaginings did their best to improve your perfection. At night, your face was forever behind my eyes. And now I see that that vision who kept me company in my loneliness was a hag compared to the beauty now…