The Irish Hurricane and the Pizza Rat

THE EARTH PUSHES, AND BITES, BACK Ken Taub Life has been tumultuous of late. After returning home from a Saturday night comparing notes and sharing vodka shots with an immigrant friend (Sit back down, Bud, she’s a citizen), I hit our street with my fearsome black hounds, Bo Bear, the aged one, and Abigail Wagtail, the rescue. As the duo were tandem late-night watering the front yard, an unmarked van drove up, and stopped right in front of us. "Dominoes?" the driver s[...]
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