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Curmudgeon

Curmudgeon

Who’s Calling?

by Peter Loewer Last week, the biggest rain ever fell on the General Store. The wind whipped around the corners of every home, cottage, or business, yet nothing quite measured up to the entry of Curmudgeon on this beautiful fall day when the leaves were turning (not to the perfection expected), and Old Sol shone …

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Curmudgeon

Ubiquitously Grandiose Lives

by Peter Loewer There was a morning fog almost every day last week and the outside air seemed to be cloying with dampness, a situation confounded by the sudden breakdown of the air conditioner in the General Store. Cityfella walked in on a damp Friday waving a letter he had just received from his sister …

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The Curmudgeon Loses His Cool

by Peter Loewer Last week in the midst of one of the season’s worst downpours, the Curmudgeon opened the door of the General Store. Holding his 20-year-old outdoorsman’s canvas hat, originally purchased from Eddie Bauer, rolled up and wet in his left hand, a paper drink container labeled “Exotic Coffee” in his right, and a …

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Curmudgeon

Crying Out For Justice

Curmudgeon walked into the General Store and said to nobody in particular, “It’s started again.” by Peter Loewer “What?” asked Storekeep, Mrs. Storekeep, and brother of Cityfella. “That ubiquitous fog, you know the all-consuming early-morning mist that ruins golf shots and shopping, especially up here on our mountain top.” The store windows that once looked …

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