Monthly Archives: April 2012

Built for Comfort

Bruce stood at his milling machine, rolling his eyes at the clock. His supervisor, Raul, entered the factory and led an elderly man to a table set up in the far corner of the room. The elderly man carried a … Continue reading

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Middle-Aged Male Shopper

The mall was crowded with enthusiastic shoppers. Derek fought his way to a seat in the food court and sipped his coffee. He checked his watch. It only made him angry. These were three hours of his life he’d never … Continue reading

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Brainstorming Session at the Ad Agency

There was a long pause in the boardroom as the creative team looked blankly at each other. “How about ‘Smart phones for stupid people’?” “Tucker, we can’t call our target group stupid,” said Natasha. Tucker looked around the room sheepishly. … Continue reading

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Meshuggener

As was his custom, Rabbi Ehud took an evening stroll down Congress Avenue to the Capitol Plaza. His was a slow, pensive pace, an opportunity to think through the events of the day. On a warm evening in September, Rabbi … Continue reading

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Warm Eyeballs

When Brent Dunsmure woke up, his head felt like it was filled with helium. His throat was rough like sandpaper and his nose dripped several times before he could reach a tissue. He punched his pillow in frustration. He couldn’t … Continue reading

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Carpe Noche

I don’t do days. I used to be a sun worshipper, but three experiences taught me the error of my ways. When I was fifteen I spent two weeks at a cottage on Pigeon Lake. Two of my buddies and … Continue reading

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