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I was sitting in a bar trying to remember how I’d got there, a smear of salt on my thumb, an empty shot of tequila sitting silently beside my beer. […]
I was sitting in a bar trying to remember how I’d got there, a smear of salt on my thumb, an empty shot of tequila sitting silently beside my beer. […]
The remaining members of the fraternity convened in the den around the beer pong table. Gerald, in lieu of a gavel, pounded the sticky surface with an empty bottle of […]
Hank’s sister is how I think of Julie. It’s not Julie’s fault. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen people change too much from sixteen to sixty-five. The way people […]
What rolls out steady from your local jukebox ain’t close to what we had in the good old bad old days. In this town, a few decades ago, there used […]