Somehow I would wager that none of you, Dear Readers, are in the market for either counterfeit drugs for hydraulically-challenged dudes, or for sugar baby boys. Welcome to the Wild Wild Web. [...]
I was sitting in the hallway outside the tae kwon do studio watching my twelve-year-old son sweating on the other side of the glass when my cell phone rang. It was my home state area code and a number that wasn’t recognized. [...]
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