When he was bored, and maybe even when he wasn’t bored, my stepfather sat on our living room couch, flicking his ashes into a homemade ashtray and reading from a 3-inch thick, hardcover version of the Merriam-Webster dictionary.
Then, perhaps in an effort to apply this knowledge of his to the real world, he was known to drop terms like “defecate” on my …
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