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A Day in the Life

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By Tegon Maus

It all began in the electrical isle at the Home Depot. I was buying the material to change out an electrical service. A key component to this task is a weather mast… a ten foot long, forty pound steel pipe.
This was the trigger to my situation.
As I pushed my cart down the aisle I couldn’t help but notice an attractive young woman watching me. Dressed in black slacks with a pale blue, floral top, covered with a bright orange Home Depot apron she appeared to be 23 or 24. She leaned against shelves and smiled softly in my direction.
I acknowledged her smile, nodding in return in an effort to be polite. [Read more…] about A Day in the Life

Oscar Wilde in Hollywood

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By Hannah Shilling

“Ramón Novarro is a pouting business who has the sole talent of appearing in the movies, and now that I too am in the movies I am thrown into professional — I could call it — contact with Señor Novarro, every day, on your sets, which are a babble of workmen and other boors, so why, my question is to you, Mr Watling, why did you decide on this purgatory for me?”
Mr Watling shifts in his chair, wondering whether to make a start… but there’s more.
“And did you notice, Mr Watling, that at all times I have used the Americanism movie, so that all is now dreamy between us, but why should I have to put up with this Mexican who makes everybody’s life a misery? Why, Mr Watling?”
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Hell Found Me

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By Lidia Adaman-Tremblay

Yes, hell found me the day I chanced to see you. Do you remember that day? I remember it like it happened yesterday. The day is forever etched in my mind in brilliant colours, as though some mad artist simply upturned his buckets and bottles and tubes of paint in careful and orderly chaos, just reckless enough to smudge the edges of reality.
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Wait For Me

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By Mollie Claire

Everyone in New England remembers the blizzard of ’78. The news stations would light up at the slightest sign of winter precipitation. It was an opportunity to relive the blizzard of ’78 through choppy newsreel and commentary, while reminding locals to stockpile bread, milk and eggs. Me? I remember the blizzard of 2005.
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Work

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By Christian Greenwood

Sat at work, he stared out over the office and thought, “One day this will all be over.” He was wrong.

The Wilsons Go Shopping

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By Anne Godwin

Christmas Eve in the supermarket. The Wilson dynasty has turned up with one representative of each of the four generations, as if to take part in some family game show. Having appointed myself unofficial captain, I have to say that I am pleased with our team’s performance so far. Dad’s prowess in navigating a route through the battalions of overladen trolleys should earn us a good few points. Sing along to the musak, never mind the words: Gran and the baby have represented us on this round with great enthusiasm, their dedicated training over the last few months with Baby’s First Book of Nursery Rhymes putting them several steps ahead of the competition. [Read more…] about The Wilsons Go Shopping

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