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The Kiss That Never Was
Hello there! Welcome to my newest blog: My Silly Little Love Life, where I share my various hilarious first dates with all of you because I am a whore for attention. Hooray! So This story takes place during the height of the pre-vax Covid era, in the summer and fall of 2020, where I developed an addiction of sorts to online dating. And by that I don’t just mean messaging strangers online or zoom dates (although I did plenty of that), but also meeting up in person with whoever was willing in those uncertain times. To state the obvious, compulsively dating during a global pandemic is not a smart thing…
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A Night of Regrets
It’s late March on a Saturday night in the French Quarter, and my mask wraps crooked around my mouth like a thin slice of raw pork, soggy with my own spit and sweat. The results of screaming for the last two hours. One tour down, one more to go. My left pocket is stuffed with tips, but my jaw aches and my throat is killing me. Telling stories for hours straight night after night in the quarter is never easy, but man, if you want a challenge try doing it with fabric strapped over your talking hole. Especially when you have to shout loud enough to make yourself heard over…
