Los Angeles

Kinko’s Chronicles

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One morn­ing short­ly after we moved to LA, my wife was mak­ing copies at Kinko’s, when this sweet man in his ear­ly sev­en­ties, com­plete­ly unself­con­scious, per­haps even a lit­tle defi­ant of how, in our para­noid cen­tu­ry num­ber 21, his actions might be a lit­tle icky to a young mom, struck up a con­ver­sa­tioin with my then two-year-old son.

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When Love and Pride Collide

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Love is to hold a per­son in the high­est pos­si­ble regard. It is an unstop­pable force. Pride is to hold one­self in the high­est pos­si­ble regard. It is an immov­able object. That is all good and well, until the first col­lides with the sec­ond. So the ques­tion is: What hap­pens when an unstop­pable force col­lides with an immov­able object?

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