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History's playthings, yesterday's toys. Uncovering old bones, those same dead ploys. Buried once before beneath earth and stone, revived by voices of familiar tone. Cold, hard steel forged by familiar hands. Threatening postures, a familiar glance. Narrow eyes glare, speaking more than words...

I was reading posts in the Social Problems forum and saw that a couple of members suggested volunteering as a means of meeting people, so I got curious and thought I'd ask if anyone here does volunteer work and if so, what kind? Being an outdoorsy fellow myself, I currently volunteer at a local...

Hello everyone. I suppose I'm here because I'm stuck looking at old photographs. Memories of moments long since past, but which I can't seem to shake. Perhaps that's because my current circumstances have me weary, or perhaps it's because I'm not as strong in will as I ought to be. Maybe both. I...