He knew there was a problem. A big one. Unapologetically emphasizing the state of my brokenness, he drove north. A symposium of sighs and a requiem of reveries pulsated every thought and unspoken Spokane feeling.…
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Blundering and left with the deleterious side effects of a polluted mind under the incredulous wing of sobriety, I write. Bombarded with new, inconsistent cowardice, my dry fly imagination stagnates. Long prior, adrift the bountiful…
View PostBlundering and left with the deleterious side effects of a polluted mind under the incredulous wing of sobriety, I write. Bombarded with new, inconsistent cowardice, my dry fly imagination stagnates. Long prior, adrift the bountiful…
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I see that I’ve overstayed my welcome. It’s uncomfortable for everyone now. Someone told me a long time ago, “It’s best to leave wanting more.” Now, I couldn’t want less. Completely over and out. Caput.…
View PostI see that I’ve overstayed my welcome. It’s uncomfortable for everyone now. Someone told me a long time ago, “It’s best to leave wanting more.” Now, I couldn’t want less. Completely over and out. Caput.…
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I ate a pepperoni today that tasted like actual poison. My mouth, the oral vector for delicacies of its delight (normally), perfumed with an interrogatory pollution plume. A feeling of sensational sickness overcame me. Tobacco…
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There are two types of people in the world: Those who like pickles and those who don’t. I’m neither of these and both at any given time. Not much the latter, though. Let me be…
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Everyone knows that fountain drinks are better than bottles. Everyone knows that you are a clinically appropriated psychopath if you pour the milk in before the cereal. Everyone knows that pizza is one of God’s…
View PostEveryone knows that fountain drinks are better than bottles. Everyone knows that you are a clinically appropriated psychopath if you pour the milk in before the cereal. Everyone knows that pizza is one of God’s…
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Welcome to Open Plate Anthropology. I’m Alexa, creator of this site based on a serious disease progression - my unrelenting obsession with food and travel. It’s lust actually. Food lust.
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