‘Tis the season for free-writes. As spring turns into summer, priorities change. Suddenly the temptation to be outside is what matters most. The writing suffers because something must. The world is full
It was a random Tuesday on the prop trading floor. A second-year trader went up to one of the veteran traders as he was sitting at his desk, minding his own business.
Donkey Kong is woken up by his vibrating phone. He knows who it is. He picks up, fully prepared to face the music.
"Hey," Donkey Kong says into his phone.
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We all have a part within us that wants to belong to something. As much as we value our individuality, we also want to be a part of something greater than ourselves. It’