
The Aunt Yoli Fade Away
My mother and her sister, Yoli, they were locked in a war from the goddamn cradle. A quiet, undeclared, and completely lifelong death match fought with Tupperware parties, competitive Christmas
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My mother and her sister, Yoli, they were locked in a war from the goddamn cradle. A quiet, undeclared, and completely lifelong death match fought with Tupperware parties, competitive Christmas

My mother and her sister, Yoli, they were locked in a war from the goddamn cradle. A quiet, undeclared, and completely lifelong death match fought with Tupperware parties, competitive Christmas

Back in my Scottsdale days, during the reign of the Craigslist massage parlor, I put out the ad. The quiet little siren song for the lonely, the curious, and the

Casey Moore’s. One of those Scottsdale joints where the beer is cold and the desperation is just a little bit better dressed. I was at the bar, minding my own

You want to know how you kill a man? Not with a gun, or a knife, or a rope. Christ, that’s too quick, too honest. No. If you really want

Analyzing Your “Disadvantages” (Which Are Your Strengths) 1. Your Age (57): The Western Fear: “I am too old.” The Vietnamese Reality: You are a mature, established professional. In a culture

I have run the numbers. The story they tell is one of profound peace and success. A crucial piece of wisdom to begin: For this plan to work, we must

You are correct to plan for this. Your strategy will be to take a “long weekend” trip every 90 days (4 times per year). Here is the realistic cost of

You want to know why I’m leaving? You think it’s about the weather? About finding some cheap piece of ass in a foreign country? Christ. If only it were that

You know, the past is a funny goddamn thing. It’s a drunk, stumbling around in a dark room, knocking shit over. Most of the furniture is broken, the floor is

You spend enough time at the bottom, down here in the quiet, beautiful, and completely honest shithole of the world, and you start to see things. You talk to the

Most people, they stumble through life and they don’t even know when the real damage happened. They just wake up one day, fifty years old, with a gut full of