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Fluids, Among Other Phenomenon

April 16, 2010

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People often ask me, “Why?” and they often seem to often ask that one word with a veiled contempt and indignation; usually the Why in question surrounds the usual implications that I am Totally Fucked Up. Largely that corruption is the fault of my father, who introduced me at the tender age of eleven to […]

“Calm Down, Ladies-and-gentlemen; It’s Not a Race or Anything.”

April 14, 2010

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Today on the way to class I’m stopped by two people I’ve never met before—a tall black boy and a short black girl. “Answer me this,” says the black boy—”and be honest,” says the black girl. The black boy then inquires as to “Which one of us is blacker?” I hesitate, breathe in deep. Why […]

“Help! My Girlfriend Is A Sex Addict!” & Other Trials & Tribulations of 2010 (Part III of III)

February 7, 2010

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(Continued From Pt. 2) Two Weeks After Our Last Update… (We are in Zag’s car, discreetly hidden within a dead-end suburban niche, behind a fog of marijuana smoke and the shadow of his tinted windows) “Cops and bums; two things this city has plenty of now,” Zig says to Zag. Zag agrees, as do I. […]

“Help! My Girlfriend Is A Sex Addict!” & Other Trials & Tribulations of 2010 (Part II of III)

January 24, 2010

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(Continued From Pt. I) A Re-Cap From Last Week’s Episode: Neil is called by Marcus who wants him to want Selena who wants everyone apparently. Neil is cautious and ultimately declines. Little does he know the convolutions and compromises that await him… But First: Those “Other Trials & Tribulations” which were mentioned. Not wanting to […]

“Help! My Girlfriend Is A Sex Addict!” & Other Trials & Tribulations of 2010 (Part I of III)

January 16, 2010

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“Help! My girlfriend is a sex addict!” Presented above these words is a verbatim clone of a text message I get on the morning of January The First. It’s what wakes me up, the first written words I have the luxury of absorbing from this new and optimistic calendar farce. Recently my buddy, we’ll call […]

Addendum To “Gen Y’s Curious Cultural Paranoia” (Part II)

January 3, 2010

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Re: Original Article PART II: Coffee With Ivy “…because I sure as shit don’t,” I finish telling Ivy. It’s Wednesday, two days before the new year, and I’m having a chai with my friend Ivy, catching up while she’s still in town for the holidays. This place, Black Dog Cafe, it’s got really good coffee, […]