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AMONG THE REDWOODS by Peter Nolan Smith

The noon sun shimmered off Monterey harbor. The moored sailing boats bobbed with the light breeze and hundreds of pleasure craft wavered on the wake of a departing fishing boat. A middle-aged man took a photo of his wife before a large trawler tied up to a forlorn dock, while I walked toward Cannery Row. […]

Speedos pour Le Cote d’Azur

I love the South of France. Women go topless and no one really gawks at them. The food is sublime and the Mediterranean changes color throughout the day and night. Pure paradise, except during ‘le Grand Depart’, when tens of millions of French and Germans and Scandinavians and Brits pile into their cars for a […]

BLACK’S BEACH BLUFF by Peter Nolan Smith

The next morning I was awoken by the drifting whiff of brewing coffee. I wiggled out of my sleeping bag to pull the bathrobe around my body. The floor of the porch was chilled my bare feet. The summer days started out cold in Southern California. The flower fields around the bungalow were obscured by […]

MAKE NICE / Bet On Crazy by Peter Nolan Smith

 The Diamond District on West 47th Street was a closed community. Family histories have been intertwined by marriages and business deals. The smiling faces on the surface hid the turbid conflict behind the scenes. My boss, Manny, and his son, Richie Boy, followed the Corleone tradition of never laundering family troubles in public. Basing […]

WALK NAKED IN AMERICA DAY

DON’T FORGET ABOUT NEXT SATURDAY! Don’t forget to mark your calendars. As you may already know, it is a sin for a Muslim male to see any woman other than his wife naked. He must commit suicide if he does. So next Saturday at 4 PM Eastern Time, all American women are asked to walk […]