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William Hazel Writes


Be Where You Are
The woman followed M into the ladies’ room. Then wept. Welled eyes held through a tissue-less time of strong. “I wish we were doing this...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Jun 22, 20243 min read
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Going Through Customs in Atlanta
A woman was yelling. Not screaming. Not talking loudly. Yelling. Hers was a strong voice. Lines three and four. I got it. We had US...
WILLIAM HAZEL
Jun 22, 20235 min read
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