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Purge Season at the FBI: Now Streaming in the Authoritarian Originals Category
It’s hard to keep up with the entertainment landscape these days. One week it’s “Shark Week,” the next it’s “Barbenheimer,” and now — premiering exclusively on the Federal Bureau of Investigations’ morally grey channel — we have The Purge: Loyalty Oath Edition. This season stars Kash Patel, the FBI’s current Director and apparent graduate of
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Rent Is Due, The Ball Is Tonight, and I’m Out of Clean Socks: Why Cinderfella: Glass Slipper Half-Full Exists
Read Cinderfella: Glass Slipper Half-Full • Visit my Amazon author page If you’ve ever tried to hold your life together with bus transfers, group chats, and a borrowed suit that smells like ambition—hi. That’s where Cinderfella lives. It’s a Cinderella retelling for the rent-burdened, burnout-bruised, boundary-building crowd: magic that shows up late, refuses to do
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Times Square: The Stage Where America Performs Its Gun Problem
The thing about Times Square is that it’s designed to make you forget the real world exists. You stand there under billboards taller than small nations, every color cranked to an unnatural vibrancy, and it’s like being trapped inside the internet with no “close tab” button. It is loud. It is crowded. It is lit
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Jesus Chicken Does Autumn: Chick-fil-A’s New Fall Menu Drops Like a Leaf in a Storm of Selective Morality
Chick-fil-A, America’s favorite drive-thru confessional booth, has decided it’s time for sweater weather, PSL selfies, and the annual reminder that even God’s chosen poultry can rebrand when the leaves turn. This fall, they’ve unleashed a lineup so quaintly autumnal you’d almost forget their corporate tithe ledger still smells faintly of sanctified bigotry.
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Exclusive Sneak Peek: Chapter 29 of Cinderfella: Glass Slipper Half-Full That I’m Very Proud Of
Glass Slippers, Half-Full and Holding If you’ve been here long enough, you know I don’t birth a chapter into the world unless it’s been through at least one rewrite, one panic spiral, and one “maybe I’ll just fake my own death instead” moment. This one? It’s been rewritten five times. Five full passes of ripping
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House Always Wins, But the Players Are Leaving: Las Vegas Faces a Losing Streak
The neon still hums, the fountains still dance, and somewhere a drunk accountant from Omaha is still insisting that blackjack is “all about strategy.” On the surface, Las Vegas hasn’t changed. But beneath the flicker of LED desert opulence, the numbers are telling a story that the slot machines won’t: fewer people are coming. Vegas,
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From the ER to Elder Care: How My Career Inspired Sunset on Cloud Nine
Read Sunset on Cloud Nine here | Visit my Amazon Author Page Before I ever wrote Sunset on Cloud Nine, I lived it. I started my nursing career in the chaos of the Emergency Room — the kind of place where “normal” means treating a gunshot victim while a drunk guy in the next bay
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The Smart City Illusion: Where Your Trash Can Knows More About You Than Your Therapist
Let’s begin with a simple question: when did we decide that cities needed to be “smart”? Was there a moment—perhaps around 2015—when an exhausted urban planner looked at a pothole, a packed bus, and a man peeing into a parking meter and thought, If only this place had WiFi and LED lighting, everything would be
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Fast Food, Faster Judgments, and the Full-Time Hustle of Love
There’s something mildly dystopian and wildly romantic about the fact that Matthew and I have become part-time food couriers in a town where Texas Roadhouse still considers itself haute cuisine. Uber Eats. DoorDash. Roadside therapy with a side of queso. When he got to Abilene, we knew we wanted time together. And we knew we
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I Kissed a Boy, Then Questioned Everything: A Monogamous Gay’s Guide to Reality TV, Respectability, and the Right to Be a Slut
Matthew and I started watching I Kissed A Boy the other night. That’s the sentence. That’s the scandal. The gays finally got their own dating show, and we were ready to indulge—rosé in hand, eyes narrowed, snacks half-forgotten. The premise? Twelve single gay men are paired based on “compatibility,” shipped to a sun-drenched Italian villa,