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BEYOND THE WALL
‘Hey. Can’t sleep?’ Nikki switches on the bedside lamp and looks at Tomas, who’s been tossing and turning for at least an hour. It’s a Saturday night.
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OUTGROWTHS
8:45 p.m. The passing of time clings to us like syrupy resin, and when the sucking on my balls finally quiets down I feel –…
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THE WEEK I DELIVERED THE MAIL
I started delivering the mail to save my marriage. My wife and I had only been married for a few months, she had just become pregnant. Every night I…