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Story #52 – Woodpecker

Trevor was getting too old to cut down trees. He had done it his whole life, from the time he first picked up an axe his parents had him out in the forest working with his father. When he was … Continue reading

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Story #47 – Jimbo’s Dilemma

Jimbo Jankovich had no idea what was going on. Stepping in Larry Sharpstein’s office was like walking into a time capsule that hadn’t been dug up yet. Nothing in the room spoke of the current era save his cell phone … Continue reading

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Story #46 – She would live.

“GET A JOB!” Joana looked up and watched the man walk away down the block. He didn’t look back. He didn’t have to. His words hung over her like a cloud. The square of his black jacket a dismissing punctuation. … Continue reading

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Story #41 – Woke Pissing Contest /or/ More Woke Than Most

Let me start this off by saying that we were both drunk, but he was waaaaay drunker than me. We were going back and forth, me and Trevon, for over an hour: “I NEVER let any of my white friends … Continue reading

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Story # 38 – The Weird Thing

Uncle Gene was just coming back from the bar with a fresh round of beers. he was wearing a blue shirt with red flowers on it that I had gotten him when I went to Hawaii to study the medicinal … Continue reading

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Story #37 – Mean Time

Andy has memorized twenty-seven knots. He can easily show you the difference between a davy knot and a double turtle. He knows ten different hitch knots as well as various bends, slings, and splices. He started learning them when he … Continue reading

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Story #36 – she disappeared into herself

The building was an old dentist or funeral home. We figured this out because as we were loading in our amps and guitars and drums from the van we passed through an area with tiled floors and an adjacent room … Continue reading

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Story #31 – Vieques part 3

It was near the end of my two week stay on the island, but two more of our Brooklynite friends had just arrived. It was night time and we greeted them at the ferry port with a couple of beers … Continue reading

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Story #30 – Vieques part 2

On Vieques there are beaches for every mood. There is a beach for lounging and sunbathing, there is a beach for surfing and snorkeling, there is a beach with a cliff you can climb and a little island you can … Continue reading

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Story #29 – Vieques part 1

When I got off the ferry on Puerto Rico’s little island of Vieques, the sun had gone down. The dark was as dense as the milling crowd I pressed through in search of my Brooklyn friends. They had been here … Continue reading

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