Dennis' brain from the inside.
CHAPTER 6 Let's make a hard right turn off this Mexican highway for a brief diversion and go back in time to 1958. I grew up in south Winnipeg off Stafford St., on Hector Ave.. It was an area where everyone was living in 1000 sq. ft. bungalows populated by immigrants, mostly from ravaged …
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It has come to my attention from a commenter that not everything I write is factual and I'm posting a clarification. Carol definitely does not scream, moan, or have a bad leg (but sometimes she walks funny). There was no vicar who helped us down the stairs. Other than that I have no problem with …
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