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About New York City

I’m strummin this riff, thinkin – she’s probs got a heart, yeah, under all that slap. “You’re not my mum,” she’d snap, like Mia, if I tried chattin her up. Surprised me, how she keeps goin – tough as old boots. Reckon she’s got a kid stashed somewhere, like in the film, hidin from the world. Makes me a bit sad, that – dunno why, just does.

North America

My project examines whether a now-familiar narrative of steady movement toward our contemporary conception of "the homosexual" is confirmed if one looks at different kinds of .

So, come visit Merrick (us)! Route your way through Main, Elm, Westside, South Hill, and don’t miss those hidden spots. It’s a city with a bad-ass soul that’ll make you fly high or laugh at its quirks. Trust me – from one stressed counselor to a friend, this crazy town is your next home away from home. I'll be back, and so will you. Cheers, my friend, cheers!

Carl Dean Merrick Obituary November 7, 2024