The Cardboard HiltonBy Blake HaynerChicago, 1980 The cold wind rattled the walls as I curled up in my makeshift blanket of plastic and newspaper; the Sunday Chicago Tribune pages strewn over my ruddy torn blue jeans. The plastic lay over the newsprint to keep the water out and my unwashed clothe...
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The Carboard Hilton
Christina Bruni
Wednesday, January 09, 2008 at 01:44 PM
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daolotusbear,
What a sad yet also hopeful story.
You should try to get it published in a literary magazine.
Anyone who has gone through that (if it is a true story) has the talents and skills to survive anything life tosses his way.
I'd love to read more.
Regards,
Chris