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May 3, 2012

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{Fiction} Haloed Skin

Tiffany sat at a bus stop waiting for the 4 line to take her home. She was the only one at the stop and preferred it that way. Rather than concerning herself with strange men in windbreaker coats, Tiffany was free to spend her time waiting peeling pieces of calcified gum from the underside of the bus stop bench.

Fiction, Literature
Brick bus shelter photo

{FICTION} Shelter

Dave drove the half-mile to his neighbourhood gym, every morning, every week, sure as the southern sun. He parked his Lexus in the corner spot, his spot

Fiction, Literature

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