Hill’s spitting fire in Ohio. The former First Lady doesn’t like people to criticize her. You’d think she’d be used to it by now, but maybe it’s not something one gets used to.
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I write poetry, short fiction, journalism, literary and cultural criticism, ad copy and hypertext. I'm also the muckraker behind AdPulp, an advertising industry blog, and I keep tabs on the music scene at Leftover Cheese. A native Nebraskan, I now live in Portland, Oregon and have recently begun covering my 'hood for The Oregonian.
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