Tarzan was in my closet.
I didn’t know if he was the real Tarzan, but he looked the part. Leopard skins over taut muscles, a square jaw, miraculously white skin. How he ended up in Toms River, New Jersey was anyone’s guess.
Also, take a moment and listen to James Valvis’s Waffle-Rocking Playlist pick for his story, “Closet Tarzan,” here.
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James Valvis’s Waffle-Rocking Playlist pick...story, “Closet Tarzan,” here.
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