Nearly a year in Fiji
I’m sitting at a picnic table at the Boatshed Restaurant at Vuda Marina, my computer in front of me and my dog under the table. The Boatyard Cafe has closed for...
Read MoreI’m sitting at a picnic table at the Boatshed Restaurant at Vuda Marina, my computer in front of me and my dog under the table. The Boatyard Cafe has closed for...
Read MoreWayne likes to tease me about how fiction writers don’t have a hope in hell of making stuff up that is anywhere near as weird, crazy, or ridiculous as the truth. You...
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