A testicle the size of an orange. Valentine’s Day and ten imaginary carving knives. A colostomy bag and the savings on toilet paper. Chemotherapy, falling teeth, and three years of covering your mouth when you laugh. Cancer, diverticulitis and dentures — an unlikely trio, and an entirely true story.
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A small town. An inherited path. A marriage that was real and a deception that was also real. Sisters, a best friend, a luncheon club that disappeared overnight, and a move that became inevitable. Coming out changed everything — some for the better, some for the worse. All of it, finally, honest.
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Four employers in sixty years. Two radio stations, two scandals, one pattern. A phone call that started twenty-two years of Q Magazine. A website partnership that ended badly and cost more than money. A struggle that is current, real, and openly acknowledged. The work life of a man who kept showing up anyway.
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Once a month for over a decade, a karaoke host flew to a bauxite mining town on the edge of Arnhem Land. Two extraordinary friends. A boat trip to a cove ringed with mansions. A marriage ended, a coming out began. And one evening — a very quiet, very final reminder that Nhulunbuy played by more than one set of rules.
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Tokyo’s pollution. A mirror-lined basement club. An ancient gate in the middle of Osaka traffic. A Yakuza warning in a dark alley. The saddest museum in the world. And a host brother whose position on vending machine publications was more complicated than he let on. Japan, unfinished — and unforgettable.
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Two visits. Two completely different Japans. A seventeen-year-old boy hosted by extraordinary wealth in Nara and tradition in Kyoto. A twenty-five-year-old president riding the bullet train first class, courtesy of a host best left nameless. The country that gave Brett Hayhoe the travel bug — and never quite gave it back.
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A road trip to the tip of Cape Cod. A town that does Bear Week like nowhere else on earth. Seafood that warranted the drive. A karaoke bar that discovered something about its newest patron. And a cold so bitterly personal it left a flu as a souvenir. Worth every degree of it.
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A hurricane that grounded every airline but one. A former airline employee who fixed it in two minutes. A building fifteen floors up, swaying. A flooded Manhattan and a drive through darkness without traffic lights. Hurricane Sandy — the storm that turned a New York visit into something considerably more than a visit.
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A testicle the size of an orange. Valentine’s Day and ten imaginary carving knives. A colostomy bag and the savings on toilet paper. Chemotherapy, falling teeth, and three years of covering your mouth when you laugh. Cancer, diverticulitis and dentures — an unlikely trio, and an entirely true story.
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Four employers in sixty years. Two radio stations, two scandals, one pattern. A phone call that started twenty-two years of Q Magazine. A website partnership that ended badly and cost more than money. A struggle that is current, real, and openly acknowledged. The work life of a man who kept showing up anyway.
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