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The SHORT STORY Machine: “The Mirrors And The Wound”
… where the mirrors all have legs and use them to magnify and belittle what ghosts pass shamefully across their slick surfaces… where the city is a blinding rave of nude flashings and masquerading smiles… where everyone looks just like … Continue reading
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The SHORT STORY Machine: “Money, Knives, Shit”
The Arctic dinner had cost upwards 300 dollars for the two of us. We had spared nothing on food nor drink, raw and charred, imbued and infused. She licked beef juice from the corner of her mouth and went on … Continue reading
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