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Ken JohnsonDec 25, 20231 minShort StoryVarietyWhen I think back to my travels, I often remember the people. Flashes of crows feet, the widening of smiles, and the annoyed, playful...
Ken JohnsonDec 20, 20231 minShort StoryMayonnaise CakeWhenever I realized that the monks were right about life's inherent suffering, I indulge myself through recreating my grandma's famous...