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About Bari

Once caught her hummin’ some hymn—whore with a soul? Nah, just playin’ the game. “Grace doesn’t try to please itself,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Malick’s preacher dad, but she’s all sin, no grace. Still, can’t look away—somethin’ hypnotic, like watchin’ a car crash. She’d probly laugh if I told her, sayin’, “Hanni, you’re too much!” Ha! Me? Too much? She’s the one sellin’ pussy and heartbreak like it’s art.

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Christine Sciacca, Illuminating Women in the Medieval World. Los Angeles: J. Paul Getty Museum, Pp. ix, ; many color figures. $ ISBN:

After what feels like an eternity, I finally get the tire on. I’m covered in dirt, but I’m feelin’ like a champ. I hop back in the tractor, ready to roll. But wait! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s at the beach, and he’s like, “Dude, you gotta come! The waves are sick!” I’m torn. Work or beach? Work or beach? Ugh!

Joseph A. Sciacca, 73, Former Groveland Water Department Employee