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After years of witnessing horrors inflicted upon women fleeing abuse in their home countries, human rights attorney Charlotte "Lottie" Fornea is approaching burnout at warp spped. Sure, she could do therapy, but the need to do something more burns like acid in her soul. Her self-prescribed remedy is as dangerous as it is simple. Form a low-profile little nonprofit, and use its financial support to wreak high-profile humiliation upon those who shield themselves behind five thousand years of male-dominated baloney. On the strength of her convictions and her faith, Lottie quietly slips in and out…mehr

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After years of witnessing horrors inflicted upon women fleeing abuse in their home countries, human rights attorney Charlotte "Lottie" Fornea is approaching burnout at warp spped. Sure, she could do therapy, but the need to do something more burns like acid in her soul. Her self-prescribed remedy is as dangerous as it is simple. Form a low-profile little nonprofit, and use its financial support to wreak high-profile humiliation upon those who shield themselves behind five thousand years of male-dominated baloney. On the strength of her convictions and her faith, Lottie quietly slips in and out of her targets' countries, each success filling her with fierce enjoyment...until a slight mishap in Afghanistan brings her in close contact with co-conspirator Ishmael Mahmud, a man as unforgettable as he is mysterious. Escaping unscathed is no reason to draw a sigh of relief. She's getting anonymous threats...and no good tidings of justice served will protect her when the stalker chooses to strike.
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Parker Bauman's poetry has been published internationally in print and online journals. Seagulls at Walmart is her debut collection with poems that speak to just about everything under the sun, everything that moves and everything that moves her. With particular love for the feathered and the furry and sometimes those with skin, her poems are scattered, very much like life itself.