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Art nods and says, “There’s one.” The cross street passes as his eyes follow the blank street in an unknown »
This guy tells me how he got poison oak on his dick and balls. Then he says, “Don’t ever develop »
Kim paced in front of Gerald sitting on the couch. She spun toward the floor, swooping down to pick up »
A man is sitting in one of those white plastic lawn chairs inside the Laundromat. He is nearly fifty, and »
The sign read “Ring the bell for service with a smile!” Next to the text a glittery sticker of a »
Empty glasses accompany empty champagne flutes. The paper plates all have the same floral pattern that match the curtains that »
They were all there. They all knew him by the name William. They came to watch him die. There was »
Jeff rolled over in bed. The bright green light from his alarm clock met him dead in the face: 3:32. »
He phoned her just after her class let out. “I won’t be able to pick you up,” he said. “What »
They were all so eager to please, and as soon as he walked inside Sam knew he’d been to this »
“Every time I burp, I taste gasoline.” I was seated next to Don as he drove us towards the edge »
Marcus sat at the edge of the world on a Sunday morning having not slept all night and pulled the »
“I’m Stu, Stu Hessler,” said the man–more like, exclaimed the man. “I see nothing but rotten fruit and expiration dates! »






