It can happen anywhere and you'll never see it coming. Maybe you're at a Starbucks in Montecito in Santa Barbara county. Or perhaps you're at Waffle on Sunset in Hollywood. Or maybe you'll be in Vito's on La Cienega in West Hollywood. It just happens.
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These are the facts. Until last night I had never performed spoken word poetry. Until last night I had never seen Buddy Wakefield or Derrick Brown in person. Until last night I had only ever recited the words to "Epilogue" to close friends and to the walls in my bedroom.
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were it not for my job with the smooth jazz network, i do not think i would have ever been exposed to stories like this. while writing and editing news articles for the smooth jazz network, stories about wayman tisdale began to circulate in my inbox.
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art of my job with The Smooth Jazz Network is to draft questions for musicians. Questions they may answer in the privacy of their home studio, or questions they may answer within the comforts of our own office and studio space.
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the napkin i use to wipe my hands is not an absolver. there is no true remover. nothing is ever completely resolved. there is only the illusion of complete resolution, the allusion that something is sterile. nothing is without flaw. the napkin merely wipes the surface, moves the mess, removes the visual proof. but the evidence is always there. the stain is never entirely omitted.
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you are born into a sign. a plethora of signs, actually, that await you on the day of your birth. culture after culture has tried to figure people out in regards to how the day of their birth aligns them with the world around them, with elements, with stars, with other people. astrologically i'm a virgo. according to the chinese zodiac i'm a monkey. a metal monkey.
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