I tried micro-dosing mortared pills in squares of toilet paper, and when that didn’t work I bought an expensive machine to re-encapsulate the ground-up chemicals.
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I tried micro-dosing mortared pills in squares of toilet paper, and when that didn’t work I bought an expensive machine to re-encapsulate the ground-up chemicals.
Yi continued training, but he lost whatever hope he used to have; gone was the certainty in his steps and the hunger in his swings. He was distracted in the ring.
In your third month we buy a manger at Babies R’ Us. “Some Assembly Required,” you read on the box. “That could be stamped on the side of you too,” […]
By Mara Grayson The boy doesn’t believe in words like soul. They are abstractions, he says, spitting the word like the idea is toxic, and poor approximations of the truths […]
By Caitlin Brady Caitlin Brady is an MFA candidate from Texas who writes fiction and humor. She studied screenwriting at New York University and collaborated with Animal Kingdom Films (It […]
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