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Thanks to everyone who came out last night for Dirty Boys. We had a fantastic time reading for you, and you were a lovely and delightful audience. Let’s do it again soon!

xoxo

-gny

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Summertime. And the living is easy. So let’s get drunk. And make out in the park. (that’s how it goes right?)

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Summertime. And the living is easy. So let’s get drunk. And make out in the park. (that’s how it goes right?)

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I don’t know Ginger all that well, but I know her smile comes with a hint of terrible-wonderful intentions. And I know I’ll never get tired of it. 

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I don’t know Ginger all that well, but I know her smile comes with a hint of terrible-wonderful intentions. And I know I’ll never get tired of it. 

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Some mornings are languid, easy, and full. Some mornings are as rich and alive as the night before.

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Some mornings are languid, easy, and full. Some mornings are as rich and alive as the night before.

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Summer always seems like a fuzzy mess of dreams, each one overlapping each other in a blur of heat and exhaustion. Maybe it’s the haze or the maybe it’s the need to slow down, but I constantly long for moments of empty thought and slippery limbs. 
Dreams come in all shapes and forms, and when I stop trying to think or do too much of anything, they come all at once.
I close my eyes just enough and take a deep breath of warm air. Sometimes I have to let go of seeing in order to see.

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Summer always seems like a fuzzy mess of dreams, each one overlapping each other in a blur of heat and exhaustion. Maybe it’s the haze or the maybe it’s the need to slow down, but I constantly long for moments of empty thought and slippery limbs. 

Dreams come in all shapes and forms, and when I stop trying to think or do too much of anything, they come all at once.

I close my eyes just enough and take a deep breath of warm air. Sometimes I have to let go of seeing in order to see.

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"I knew it!"
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"Any second now…"

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"Any second now…"

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"They are so going to make out…"


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"They are so going to make out…"

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God gave rock and roll to you…

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God gave rock and roll to you…

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The end of school always meant summer and the possibility of freedom. For me it also meant work, and the need to try harder to find kids my age to hang out with. The natural social order of high school vanished in an instant and suddenly anything was possible.

But we had to make it so.

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It’s getting hot out there boys and girls. Here are just a few suggestion from The Dirty Gentleman for how to enjoy the great outdoors as summer rears is sweaty head.