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The Pleasures of Summer
by Francis Fecteau Sex, ice cream and other little deaths. The sultry wines of summer lead me down a very kinky road. Surprise creeps in on tiny cat feet and leaves my mouth confused in a Rosicrucian...
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The joy of finding what you want, and finding that it is enough.by Francis Fecteau Of course you can take it, I don’t need it, here is where the sky is blue, here is where the birds sing!” Denholm...
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Don’t you know how sweet and wonderful life can be?by Francis Fecteau The first scents of fall crept in with a cold August rain, provoking an oddly sad, remorseful contemplation; a song on the radio....
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Delicious: Bad Dog in the City
by Francis Fecteau The sky went a sullen gray, and then with a crack and a boom and a sky etched with electric thrusts and haywire light, a New York deluge soaked me to the bone. I’d forgot just how...
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Natural wine
It’s all in the farming – but beware the doctrinaire I must confess that I was stumped by the notion. After all, isn’t all wine natural by its nature? Get grapes, squish, ferment? Yeast eats sugar and...
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