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The Art of Small Talk (and Why I Sometimes Use It for Chaos)

My grandfather never met a stranger. I used to think it was just a West Texas thing, but no—it was a him thing. Whether it was the cashier at the grocery store or a couple making out in a parking lot, he had a way of wading into their lives, feet first, like he already
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What TV Taught Me That Religion Never Could

I spent the first chunk of my life being told that truth lived between two leather-bound covers: The Holy Bible. I was taught that everything worth knowing—morality, love, justice, salvation—had already been figured out, footnoted, and translated into King James English. Questioning it wasn’t curiosity; it was rebellion. And rebellion got you exactly one ticket
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Trump Might Start World War III, But Imagine the Horror of Kamala Harris and Her Free Healthcare Agenda

So, Donald Trump is back in the Oval Office, tan lines deepening, hair defying physics, and nuclear codes resting comfortably next to his Diet Coke button. The man is currently eyeballing Iran like it’s a golf course he can bulldoze, muttering things like “We’re gonna do something big, folks. Huge. Maybe even explosive.” And while
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Sometimes I Don’t Want to Be the Bigger Person — I Want Revenge and Popcorn (Extra Butter, Extra Petty)

There’s a very specific kind of rage that bubbles up when someone wrongs you and somehow walks away wearing a halo, smiling like they just donated a kidney to a koala. It’s the kind of righteous fury that makes you want to dye your dog neon pink, roll up to their house with a boombox
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Ruth Langmore: The Heart, Soul, and Tragedy of Ozark

The murky waters of the Ozarks, seemingly tranquil on the surface, hide a relentless undertow of criminality, moral decay, and profound desperation. For four gripping seasons, a masterful series plunged us into this treacherous landscape, forcing us to confront the chilling depths of human ambition and the devastating cost of survival. But amidst the calculating
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The Paradox of Travel: Finding Connection (and Disconnection) on the Road
There’s something sacred about a suitcase half-packed and a playlist that starts with longing. For me, travel has always been both an escape and a reckoning. It’s the act of physically moving through space while emotionally sifting through the weight I’ve carried from place to place—from a trailer in West Texas to a crowded train
