*****FUBAR, the old man said. Guys still say that? *****Oh, yeah. The young man chuckled. Fucked up beyond all recognition. *****They were standing outside New Day, smoking. The mental health clinic was one of three downtown buildings still open for business since Maytag moved to Mexico. An army recruiting office and a liquor […]
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*****“So, I’m sitting there, wondering how long it’s gonna be and what’ll it be like,” Carl says. “Will there be a gasp or a death rattle, or is that just an old wives’ tale?” He finishes his beer and cracks open another one. He and Darren are sitting on the couch in front of a
When he found what he thought he wanted—a large, airy room with bay windows that looked out on shade trees—he realized it wasn’t what he wanted at all. He continued to look for another month, without success, until he happened upon a small room in the basement of an old rowhouse in a gentrifying low-income
