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Shit for Brains

Angelo Pinterano was a seventeen year old living in Elmhurst, New York at the beginning of the 1970‘s. He quit high school and was working as an appr...

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Closing Time

“Here’s the pitch!” the television boomed.  Ronnie Jordan sat bolt upright in the leather recliner.  “There’s the swing, and it’s a long fl...

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Pancake Eyes

George picked her out of the line-up.  The line-up meant the group of hookers on the corner of Maple and Flour.  Given its proximity to the...

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My Own Reflections

Know thyself - Editor by Andrew BlackEdward Hoffman looked down at the muddy, swirling water fifteen odd feet below him and pondered what it would be...

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Shaking through Security

Mullally was in uniform, his preferred uniform of blue jeans and Rutgers sweatshirt — a shirt loose enough to drape over his 9 mm Glock.  He cou...

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Off of Parks and Druding

He got a call from Patrick.“Hey, Alan, want to come over and hang out for a bit?”He hadn't spoken to Patrick in three years.“I know it's been awhile,...

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Unforgiven

in the moment of ghastly silence at the end of the Anglican ritual on this rainy day in Cardiff, South Wales. Yet, this drama was real, all too...

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Train B-7

A crowd gathered at Davenport, Iowa Train Station. Murmurs and hushes traveled through the peering heads. The attention of about a dozen pairs of eye...

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