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Happy Hour…

. Sitting on my stool, I stare blankly at the drink in front of me…. Liz! Liiiiiiiiiiiiz!! Tell Cathy what you told the HR woman when she called in last Wednesday! I know that the music is not any louder than usual, but it feels deafening, tonight. I elude the conversation and try to concentrate…… Continue reading Happy Hour…

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Peculiar visit…

. This had to be the stupidest thing he had done in years. At least, he hadn’t told a soul about it, despite his natural need to share everything that happened with his friends…  If they had known about this, he would have been mocked for weeks, maybe months. Walking around his downtown apartment, he…… Continue reading Peculiar visit…

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The block…

  She took a good look at herself in the mirror. It would take a whole lot of make up to make her pretty enough to get good tips…. Of course, a couple more hours of sleep would have done the job, but that damn newborn downstairs had decided otherwise. She put her high heels…… Continue reading The block…

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Lucky… (Jack, the barfly)

  It’s a hell of a ride, kid… Let me tell you that! The old man hit the wooden counter with his empty glass, making his intentions clear. The place wasn’t what you’d call fancy, but it had a soul, and the beer was cheap. Not the kind of bar where the hip hung out,…… Continue reading Lucky… (Jack, the barfly)

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Mountain man… (Part one)

Previously posted April 9th 2016.   It’s about 4h21… It’s Tuesday, July 16 1985. You can put that in your notebook. With all the things you wrote down to be sure not to forget, and all the pictures you glued here and there, and all the silly drawings you drew. How many times have I…… Continue reading Mountain man… (Part one)

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Last night…

She woke with a dry mouth and crinkled mind. What had happened? She rolled on her back tucking the bedsheets under her arms, and enjoying the warmth of the duvet just a little longer. She knew reality would soon hit her, and usually, it wasn’t pretty when it happened. Not that it was an usual…… Continue reading Last night…