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The Intercession of Saints
The Act of Contrition O my God, I am heartily sorry for having offended Thee, and I detest all my sins, because I dread the loss of heaven, and the pains of hell; but most ...
Tiles
I remember concrete, when I remember my early childhood in Staten Island, New York. It seemed that every building was tiled in the same cold, white polyurethane cross-hatched in black squares and splashed with painted ...
Atsür, Turks make Eurobasket 2009
The Turkish National Basketball Team, of which our own Engin Atsür is a part, qualified for Eurobasket 2009-Poland by beating Belgium 80-64 yesterday, their fifth consecutive win in the qualifiers. Coach Bogdan Tanjevic has been ...
No crying in football?
One of the sports topics in Wolfpack Nation this week was reaction to fans booing when Daniel Evans was attempting to quarterback the first half of our football game. Luke DeCock of the Raleigh News ...
Waiting for
We’re all waiting for Hanna here, that bitch. Waiting for hurricanes is something we do ever few years here, and the last one, for me anyway, didn’t end badly. For the duration of an entire ...
Moon in Capricorn
At the bottom of my astrological chart lies the core of all my suffering, the waxing and waning moon where pain seeps and tumors grow: my mother. The silent killer of my personality, the one ...