I could hear a weird gurgling sound every time I tried to get air. I thought "this is it. You've done it this time."
A manic episode is like a frenzied bukaki party in my head, and I'm all the participants at once.
The mild enjoyment of watching a plane do a loop-the-loop really doesn't justify the death toll since air shows began.
This weekend, two guys convicted of murdering gay men got married in a high-security Yorkshire prison.
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Twenty-five years ago, Ruben Castaneda covered Washington, DC's crack scourge while dealing with his own addiction.
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It's hard out here for an Oscar winner.
Fracking is bringing big city problems to small towns.
We're preparing to land.