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She’s tall, tan and has long, gray-blonde hair – most days. Other days, her hair may be a medium curly ‘do, but it just depends on her mood. She’s a lover of all things couture and an aspiring beauty icon. She’s still young in her development, so she’s experimenting with a lot of different things.
From Jonathan to Jackie
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Flick. The humming stage lights go up, and the pre-show music fades out. The full audience hoots and hollers as the group, waving their hands and smiling, runs out onto the stage. She runs with them, wearing nude heels and a Dreamsicle-colored dress that might have belonged to a prom queen in 1957.
Honey, You’re A Funny Girl
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My first memory at The Bridgeway, the mental hospital I stayed at my senior year of high school, was screaming on a hard, black couch in the lobby.
I’m Not Crazy, I Promise
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A Look at Northwest Arkansas’ Marshallese Community
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Fayetteville’s Fight for Cannabis
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The fact of the matter is this: Never have you been closer to witnessing total strangers mid-orgasm than when you glance their way as they reach the paramount point of physical exertion.
The Most Private Public Place
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His chest tense with the sensation of hot iron running through it. Christopher had no idea if he would make it through the night. He experienced suicidal depression, anxiety that altered his memory and focus and vivid hallucinations from taunting voices in his head named Mr. Face, something he began to experience when he was…
Silencing the Monster Within
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In a house in Little Rock with a small group of fellow supporters, Ryan Denham, 34, sat in front of a TV for several hours. By 10:40 p.m., multiple news outlets had called it. He flipped from news channels to online media outlets to confirm it. KATV, KARK, marijuana.com––they all said the same thing. Issue…
Jaded Conquest of Cannabis
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Level with the tarped mound of earth, the son-and-mother team move as a fluid machine behind the Kubota tractor, delicately grasping one cluster of strawberry roots with one hand while nestling another into a freshly-made, perfectly-sized pocket in the soil. Two down. Fifteen thousand to go.
Let Your Children Grow Up to Be Farmers
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Chris doesn’t want to bury his grandmother next to his grandfather on Majuro next to the grave shrouded in brown, opaque tiles because, as the planet heats up, water levels rise, the islands shrink and graves are being uprooted—torn from the ground and often swallowed by the frothy Pacific Ocean. The beaches are disappearing.
Not My Home Anymore