Allocation

CurTis absolutely despised the Internet Cafes. Between the bad coffee, the lack of proper air conditioning, the sketchy losers that hung around them, and the ironically shitty Internet connections, nothing…

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Practice

I wasn’t capable of love. Or was it I wasn’t worthy of love? Either way, this wasn’t going well. Abort. I uttered “abort” under my breath in the dark chamber…

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No Pain

Nate lived up to his name. Almost exclusively dressed in green cargo shorts and sandals with a perpetual beard and emaciated composure, he appeared to be made of granola. There…

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Man

MAY 18, 2021 I’ll never know why it’s so hard to find a gas station in a city. It’s one of those rare things that don’t make sense between urban…

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The Pass

Carolyn’s coffee had just gotten cool enough to drink when she was greeted by the state trooper. He stood in front of the barrier, trying not to shiver in the…

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Airstream

aron still had the program from his mother’s funeral in his leather jacket. He just didn’t know it yet.  It had been a very mild Winter in Los Angeles, if…

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Whitemail

The moment had come for Mason Smith. The tens of thousands of hours of practice, the pain, the blisters on his thumbs, had all paid off. Everyone was going to…

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