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It’s thirty degrees out and the Fourty-four sweats a gleaming trail of gas along the dusty streets. Ellie and Mike are going downtown. They sit in the back of the bus, as usual, where Ellie swings her...
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When I read the headline I knew, instantly. I reached for my phone and turned it off, not looking at the screen. I circled the apartment, all two rooms, drawing the curtains and locking the doors. I...
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There’s a legendary cliff, somewhere in Sonora, I’m told, from which it’s possible to fly. I can imagine the first man to leap from that bluff. He removes his hat, slicks his hair, and straightens his...
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