Once the energy is properly aligned, this Bio will write itself. :-)

Who am I?
I am the wind that howls through the trees on cold, new england nights. I am the scent of wild flowers that kisses the autumn air of hidden, southern swamps.

I'm the checkout gyrrl (12 items or less) at the local Piggly Wiggly, Stop-n-Shop, or Albertsons. . . I'm an errant enigma; a paradoxical, parody of pomposity, a bootless buffoon.

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