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The Long Journey, Part Five

Part One     Part Two     Part Three     Part Four Moof Curtis settled down and pulled out a pen, then an envelope. He scribbled for a while and then slid it across to me. It was like walking down Sixth Avenue when … Continue reading

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The Long Journey, Part Four

Part One Part Two Part Three I knew he was being overly dramatic to bait me into something I wouldn’t like. Nobody earns ten thousand dollars a week. Plenty of people find a way to make it, but nobody earns … Continue reading

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Expectations of Halloween

I have always known Halloween was special to me, known it in my bones. The ancient Celtic festival of Samhain, the new year, the change from a time of harvest and plenty to the dark and careful winter when the … Continue reading

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Utah, 2002

I was driving a truck east, San Francisco to New York on Interstate 80, the mighty blacktop ribbon of adventure. I’d convinced the company the trip would take seven days, sure that the fastidious man in the back office would … Continue reading

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Butoh

I was in San Francisco, late in the 1990s. I found myself alongside a performance of Butoh, the post-nuclear, slow-moving dance artform of Japan. The genre itself is an indictment, a horror, and yet there is a passivity to it … Continue reading

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Honest Appraisals

In my freshman year of college I was still living at home. I commuted fifteen miles by car to a state university that was reasonably priced and reasonably boring. There was little social activity. If I were me now, I … Continue reading

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