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Rub a dub dub, three men in a tub.  “Three?” “Yes, three.”“Men?”“Yes, men.  Well, future men. Men to be.”“So, boys.” “I suppose, yes.” “Do you have their consent?”“I do not. I never ask them if it is ok if I take their picture.  If I did, the spontaneity would be lost, and they would strike a pose, and the emotion of the moment would be lost.”“Don’t you think they will think it is weird that you took pictures of them in the tub when they were little?” “No, why?” “Because nake

“We had to start reading a book about a man in a boat.” Rob’s short response reached his father’s ears with a distinct subtext:  Boring. “Really?  Hemingway?”  Ethan responded, determined to keep his questioning light and open ended. “I guess so, old man and something something ocean, fish, boat, something boring.” Ethan smiled at his son, watching him scroll through his phone while methodically bringing veggie straws to the open chamber of his mouth, wherein the straws disap

The first sighting of the man in the boat, was by Hector Rainwright, on Thursday afternoon at 2:47.  The exact time was known, because Hector had just finished the first lap of his neighborhood mile, and he was paying attention to his splits.  As he rounded the corner, and was about to mark the start of the second lap, his peripheral vision alerted him to some movement in the side yard of the house located on the corner property.  He experienced a distinct sense of something

“There’s a man in a boat down the street.” “Now?  You mean, right now?  You just saw him?” “Yes. He could be gone by now though I suppose, he was moving along at a good pace.” Virginia pulled her still encapsulated arm from the mid calf, down filled, no messing around winter coat. Kellie breathed in intentionally through her nose, counting for 4 seconds then let the breath out for an even 4.  She wondered what else her mother had seen on the short drive over to her house on F