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  The Biker Punched The 80-year-old Man Square In The Jaw Outside The Va Hospital, And Not A Single Nurse, Security Guard, Or Veteran Moved To Stop Him

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  I Was Sorting Dented Cans At Our Church Food Bank – When Fifty Harleys Roared Up Like A Living Wall Of Harley Chrome.

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  The Second The Foster Mom’s Voice Cracked, Every Aisle In The Toy Store Went Silent.

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  I Was Loading Groceries Into My Trunk When I Saw Two Bikers Wrestling An Old Man To The Pavement – And One Of Them Was Forcing Something Into His Mouth

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  The Ones Who Wave

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  My Ex-husband Invited Me To Our Daughter’s Birthday Party At His Clubhouse

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  “i Spotted Her Huddled Beneath The Overpass, Curled Around A Mold-stained Backpack Like It Was Armor.

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  The Harley’s Secret Compartment

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  The Last Train

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  “the Ward Lights Were Dim And Steady – Yet The Same Biker Was Already At Mr. Dalton’s Bedside When I Rounded The Corner.

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  “the Girl’s Hazard Lights Were The Only Stars On That Abandoned Stretch Of Highway – And They Were Flickering Out.

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  I Was Balanced On The Icy Bridge Rail, Toes Hanging Over Black Water – Then A Motorcycle Idled Behind Me And A Stranger Asked To Jump With Me.