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Welcome to the inner workings of RED IN BED.
A publication of absolutely no journalistic authority, questionable objectivity, and one very opinionated editor.
Think of this as your unofficial guide to the things that make life interesting, inconvenient, occasionally unbearable, and, every now and then, rather lovely.
The subject matter is broad. The standards are questionable. The commentary is entirely unsolicited.
Expect romantic complications, social observations, cultural fixations, personal anecdotes, passing obsessions, and the occasional thought that probably should have remained a thought.
Some stories are told as they happened. Others have been edited for dramatic effect. Names may be changed to protect the innocent, the guilty, and, on particularly unfortunate occasions, myself.
There is no strict publishing schedule, no five-step formula for becoming your best self, and certainly no promise that I'll have anything figured out by the end of it.
Just words, opinions, and a running record of things worth remembering.
Consider yourself on the list.
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