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A City Surrounded by Forests – n mack

There is a place I go when I dream. It is a city surrounded by forests. The city is similar in many ways to other cities I’ve lived in. Not like any one place but like all of them at once. There are distinct neighborhoods that I visit again and again over many years. I continue to discover new aspects each time I visit but I know they are all dimensions of the same place.

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1974: The Ambiguous Character of a Woman Like Mitzi Hubbock – Braden Timss

Mitzi Hubbock grabbed her purse from the passenger seat, locked the door to her rental and squinted through the mid-July mirage hanging over the Disneyland parking lot, where families with strollers mob, where heels press dents into the hot asphalt. She had no other luggage with her.
Keys went into her purse and a single serving size of airline peanuts came out. She snacked all the way to the main gate.

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Waking Up – N.B. Turner

I woke up on her couch, three months after we’d last spoken.

My mouth was dry as a bone. The right side of my face pulsated with pain. Felt like I had a black eye. It stung when my fingertips grazed it.

I glanced down to see if I’d pissed myself (No, thank God) and saw my wrist was exposed. I pulled down my sleeve to cover it.

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Savages – Steve Passey

An old man now, he told me that he was the ninth of eleven children but that his mother had given birth to two brothers after him, both of them stillborn. This made him the youngest, he said, but with that specific provision for his two stillborn brothers, who he thought should be remembered.

My family, he said. Jesus, they were bad.

His father was a drunk who beat his mother and the other children.

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