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Morning Stockton
Craig Rodgers As featured in Francis Top’s Grand Design There is no order here. Aged tomes wrapped some in leather, others paper, brittle with years, lie stacked or arranged along shelf after shelf with no sign of rank or sequence. Their covers run the gamut; names typical, pulled from bestseller lists of the last half […]
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Speakeasy
Jeff Chon It was a speakeasy, a literal speakeasy. Well, not a literal speakeasy—literal speakeasies were run by bootleggers during Prohibition. This was just a pop-up bar run in an empty storespace by local hipsters. But Erica said it was a literal speakeasy, and Hughie wanted to take everything Erica said literally. So he did. […]
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The Ghost of Mile 43
The counsel looks down and the exile looks out at the street and there is a moment when nothing is said, when something is waiting to be said, and then it is there, the counsel is saying fighting it isn’t worth the trouble, not now when it’s already done, and he waits for some reply that doesn’t come, he waits thirty seconds or he waits a full minute before again going into the house.
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