Carrying Things
Peter Sullivan carried a picture of his brother smoking a joint in Amsterdam. While the rest of us took our afternoon naps, sometimes I would look over and see him … Continue reading
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Wake up Call
Someone had it in for Macintyre. He had been thrust into a battlefield by forces he could not comprehend, possibly Martians. Worse still, his fellow soldiers were preventing him from … Continue reading
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Lucky Language
When Hoa ran into a street sign on a bicycle, he had no idea he had just avoided a miserable, rainy, mud-covered death in the jungles of Vietnam. Instead, he … Continue reading
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