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The Tavern

Horseshoes and cowboy boots In the middle of the South Jersey that is. Blue collars, red hats, white faces Action news proclaims the world is ending Day drinkers and golfers don’t seem to notice Sit wherever you like, she says Taco Tuesdays Beer and a shot is the special Camo…

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  • November 20, 2016August 18, 2025
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Poetry

White, Red and Blue

There was another one According to the news Excessive force they say Union says differently Video is hard to watch White shirt stained red Keep calm they say Everyone is innocent Until proven not guilty When you wear blue

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  • November 19, 2016August 18, 2025
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Fiction

They Go Flat

“They go flat,” she said. “What goes flat?” I asked. “The cats,” she said and motioned to the old black cat laying on its side on the deck. She sucked on the crab leg she was pointing with and continued, “They go flat in the summer.” I looked over at…

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  • September 4, 2016December 13, 2025
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Two young men getting ready for their matric dance (prom) posing next to a classic red Ford Mustang and looking suave!
Humor

Research Suggests Dick Pics A Failure

Dear Men: We have recently concluded an exhaustive study, including numerous discussions with persons of the female gender, and have determined that the once hopeful program, “Digital Genitalia Distribution in Order to Influence and Entice Women” through the act of sending pictures of your penis via digital means, has not only been…

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  • August 25, 2016January 4, 2026
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Essay

The Value of Fasting

I’ve been a lot of thinking lately about a certain corned beef sandwich, preferably grilled with butter, on a nice sturdy rye, with mustard and melted swiss. There’s a perfect pickle there as well. It’s a fantasy that is currently knocking about in my head. I’m on day six of what…

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  • July 15, 2016December 14, 2025
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Fiction

Bar Talk

“So she looked at it and said, ‘What the fuck is that supposed to be?’ And I said, ‘I don’t know, this was your idea,’” said Dave. The guys laughed. Dave, Frank and Carl sat together at Fred’s on a Wednesday afternoon. They’d known each other since grade school. Sometimes…

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  • July 13, 2016January 4, 2026
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Fiction

Going to Church

Back before the accident, we’d always go surfing on Sunday mornings. He called it going to church. “Come on, let’s go to church,” he’d say. “I’ll call you in the morning. We don’t want to be late.” Then he’d laugh and slap his knee like he hadn’t said that a…

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  • July 13, 2016January 12, 2026
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Memoir

Nostalgia

When my stepson was very small, he liked to talk about things that he had experienced, sometimes as recently as a week before or even a few days. It’s not like he could remember very far back. He didn’t have years worth of memories. It was more like weeks or…

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  • July 13, 2016January 4, 2026
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Movie set: Hollywood in the desert
Fiction

Shady Palms Motel

You see the sign before you see the motel most times. It’s a big neon one of the type of place that still advertises air conditioning and television as if these are recent inventions and worthy of bragging about. The Shady Palms Motel is not the worst place I’ve ever…

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  • July 12, 2016December 14, 2025
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Fiction

A Whistling Gopher

  Whistling Gopher: (n) A mark who departs with a whistle of disbelief after he hears the price of your ride or show or product. I was a showman on the Midway. People said I had sawdust in my blood. An honest to God assman, yessiree. That’s an A&S Man…

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  • July 11, 2016January 5, 2026
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David Todd McCarty – lives in Cape May, New Jersey, USA, where he writes about culture, science, design, writing, history, philosophy, religion, and travel. He hate bullies, no matter what side they’re on. He’s kind, until you push him. Three kids. Seven grands. Clearly, running out of fucks.

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