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r.i.p to a great one.
I was sitting at the foot of the bed in the late 70s.
my grandparents were in the bed.
I remember morley safer. 60 minutes. I was a little boy.
mike wallace, many of the reporters that seemed old even way back when..
it may subconsciously be my unlikely journalism.
I type like a war veteran might. I hack like a mechanic getting shot at and treat encounters with failing humanity as a machine.
Morley Safer is a great.
rest in greatness.
a personal turning point for me started with a c141 and an overflowing shitter.
tours of the east landing in bangor maine was usually emergency only anyway.
just the shitter killed them. I was thinking as quick as being told what to do and jumped onto the low sitting plane to see zombies form one end to the other.
the silence was the loudest thing.
it was a few years later thinking of reporters like morley safer.
blow the lid off the shitters.
I was sitting at the foot of the bed in the late 70s.
my grandparents were in the bed.
I remember morley safer. 60 minutes. I was a little boy.
mike wallace, many of the reporters that seemed old even way back when..
it may subconsciously be my unlikely journalism.
I type like a war veteran might. I hack like a mechanic getting shot at and treat encounters with failing humanity as a machine.
Morley Safer is a great.
rest in greatness.
a personal turning point for me started with a c141 and an overflowing shitter.
tours of the east landing in bangor maine was usually emergency only anyway.
just the shitter killed them. I was thinking as quick as being told what to do and jumped onto the low sitting plane to see zombies form one end to the other.
the silence was the loudest thing.
it was a few years later thinking of reporters like morley safer.
blow the lid off the shitters.