Tag: Money
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Smuggling from the Catacombs
The police lined us up in the pitch black tunnel. Their headlamps flicked around as they gave their orders in French. We were getting searched. They went up the line searching my friends. First they were patted down, and then their bags were sifted through. Nothing to worry about, as they had nothing to hide.…
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Maybe I Should Stop Watching Movies
Every time I leave a movie I always think, “I should never watch movies again.” And then I remember that I told myself the exact same thing last time I watched a movie, but ignored it. When we were in Thailand we went to a really cool theater in the Siam Paragon to watch Indiana…
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Why I Don’t Take Medicine
Why I Don’t Take Medicine I’m aware that admitting / proclaiming that I don’t take medicine sets me up to be bucketed in with the nutty religious people who handle snakes and let their kids die on rare occasions before allowing them to go to the hospital. That’s not me. My policy is to not…
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Living in an RV : Day 10
I’ve lived in my RV for 10 days now. I have only gone back to the condo to get clothes, and to sleep one night (basically I picked a loud parking spot that was 10 feet from the condo and it was 5am so I just went inside instead of driving to a quiet spot).…
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Threesome? Part 2
This is a continuation of the story found here. Immediately things were a bit awkward. “She knows what we’re doing,” I thought. Short glances were exchanged between us, sizing up the situation. Simone and I barely revealed hints of smug grins. Simone suggested giving us manicures. I sat next to Ariel as she filed and…
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Jumping the Freight Trains
Today’s story is dedicated to my good friend Austin. I moved from Boston to Austin my freshman year of high school and of course had no friends here. On the very first day I made friends with the people who remain my best friends to this day, and I consider that to be perhaps the…