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A Pitbull Named Dorothy
Continue reading: A Pitbull Named DorothyBoone and I are crunching ice beneath our boots, walking a pitbull named Dorothy. The dog isn’t mine, or Boone’s either. She belongs to a guy I just met, a guy with porno pin-ups in his kitchen, glossy pretzels of hairless flesh thumbtacked to the blistered wallpaper. A guy who said he’d trade Boone a…
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The Carnival Behind Brandenburg Gate
Continue reading: The Carnival Behind Brandenburg GateWhen the Royal Air Force incinerated the city, some Dresdeners thought they’d escape the flames by jumping in the fountain. They were boiled alive.
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Glorify My Bones: On Being an Unworthy Cancer Survivor
Continue reading: Glorify My Bones: On Being an Unworthy Cancer SurvivorI wasn’t even a good cancer patient. I skipped out on taking my medicine, a lot. You’d think under the dire circumstances of life or death, I’d remember to take my medicine, but the truth is, I often forgot.
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Matthew Salesses
Continue reading: Matthew SalessesMatthew Salesses tells a couple bad/dad jokes, and reads from his novel, The Hundred-Year Flood.
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Kristen Arnett
Continue reading: Kristen Arnett2-for-1 happy hour, or, Kristen Arnett reads two short stories about going to bars.