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dreams

the assassin

Somehow, I’ve been asked to participate in a rehabilitation program for dangerous prisoners. The prison is large and gray and nondescript, and you can’t escape the feeling of being trapped once you’re inside. The prisoners are terrifying. And these are the ones ready to be rehabilitated. My initial assignment does not work out well, since he appears to be more… Continue reading the assassin

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the recursive old woman

[This is directly transcribed, without changes or edits, from a journal entry dated December 6th, 1996] ...I’m standing in front of a shelf full of journals and books in the dead man’s rooms. I take one down, finding [ILLEGIBLE] and poetry, handwritten recollections between the pages — it dawns on me that these are the rooms of my great uncle, the… Continue reading the recursive old woman

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the three old men

Three old men. Drunken and cheaply dressed sit in a library and make vulgar innuendos to every girl who walks by. In the background a brass ensemble plays Cab Calloway tunes.