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Welcome to The Handbasket. Personal essays. Fair warning, in order to post this material and still try to keep working on the other work, I will frequently be guilty of committing the penalty-deserving foul of excessive roughness. It's either that or nothing gets posted. So everything will be a bit on the rough side. These aren't presented as completely finished pieces. They're aimed at becoming part of a greater whole, which means they'll digress too much or touch on stuff that would have to appear elsewhere.
The first piece is an attempt to make up for some embarrassing sleep-blogging I did over the night of January 8-9.
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