Out of the Camp – 44

Endings and more. I referred earlier in these musings to notions of the ground shifting beneath my feet and not, I should add, in relation to my presence in Southern California but rather, unconnected real-life events occurring simultaneously. It was the early 90s and the now slimmed-down UK business was bumping along in the North…

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Out of the Camp Ch.43 – Lost in Quezon City

43. Lost in Quezon City One evening after a communications class I’d enrolled in at Pasadena City College, I was walking back to collect my car from the parking lot when I heard the sounds of a big band coming from what I later learned was a gym. It was a warm, summer evening in…

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