LongFiction

One Holy Night

By on Jul 2, 2016 in LongFiction | 0 comments

My toes were frozen together and my heels were numb, but the boots I was wearing looked fairly fashionable. And I couldn’t beat the price Korean bootmakers offered.

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Me and Tommy Mc Ghee

By on Jul 1, 2016 in LongFiction | 0 comments

“Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train, and I’s feelin’ near as faded as my jeans,” we sang along to the jukebox at Ray Ray’s on 4th Avenue and 83rd Street. Beers were still only a quarter and buy back was every fourth round

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Krushevo

By on Jul 1, 2016 in LongFiction | 0 comments

On a once sulfurred plain sat an Eastern European city, dusty with the ghosts of thousands of Turks and Slavs who had breathed their last in battle hundreds of years before. It was there we spent a year among the Albanians, Turks, Serbs, and Gypsies.

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