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Savage

It was light and summery, adorned with bright coloured hibiscus flowers. It was the kind of shirt Duncan loved. He discovered it at a Summer clearance sale and snapped it up. At home, he immediately changed into his new prize. … Continue reading

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Essentials

Jason stood at the front door with his suitcase at his feet. “Let’s go!” he called out. His son Tyler ran to meet him. He was only carrying a backpack. “What’s that?” demanded Jason. “You told me to just bring … Continue reading

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The Philosophy of Refuse

At the morning break, Ed pulled the garbage truck into a quiet spot where he and Luigi could have a snack. “Have you ever stopped to think that we’re gathering stuff archaeologists will examine a thousand years from now to … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving Credit

“Ugh. I ate so much I could burst,” said Matt. “That was an amazing meal, dear.” Alison smiled. It was her first time making Thanksgiving dinner for the family. “I agree,” added Alison’s dad. “It was wonderful.” Her mom, smiled … Continue reading

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Ode to Summer Barbecue

The summer was in full swing. Tommy understood this well, not by the warm days with children home from school, but by his wife’s insistence that he barbecue several times a week. “The house gets too hot with the oven … Continue reading

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Sensory Deprivation

It was unusual for Jennifer to get home before her children on a Tuesday. When she opened the front door she was greeted by a strange woman in her underwear coming up from the basement. “What’re you doin’ here?” accused … Continue reading

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Theoretical Backgammon

On the Thursday after the blizzard, Carlos went to the office and met Bruno, buried in his third coffee of the morning. “Rough days, eh?” asked Carlos. Bruno grunted. “What’s with you?” “You have no idea,” grumbled Bruno. Carlos rolled … Continue reading

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