The Tears of Angels

I’m looking up at the sky.  How many stars can I see in the night?  Dozens?  Hundreds?  A thousand upon a thousand? My cell phone is screaming at me. An Amber Alert. Be on the lookout for a nine-year-old girl that may have been abducted in Lake George by someone in a white van, driving…

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I am the man on Fifth Avenue.

With the passage of H.R. 1, colloquially known as the “One Big, Beautiful Bill,” I now know how I will die. I will die because the hospitals that take care of me either won’t exist any more, or they’ll charge me so much money that I cannot afford to seek medical care. I will die…

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