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Mandatory Reading

Under a tree, in a place filled with letters and numbers written on granite, there is a modern remake of a table that sat outside of a coffee shop in a Hemingway novel. The benches are round, just like the … Continue reading

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Joey Mendoza

I couldn’t get there. I was chest to the ground on a dirt-cheap motel deck. I’d dropped to that position because I’d heard the sound of death ring out 5 or 6 times. I knew it was gunfire. I knew … Continue reading

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Clockwork

Everyone has this view of the universe that is a little off. We’re all told that we stand on a planet which rotates around the sun, which rotates around some other shit, which rotates around some really giant shit. It … Continue reading

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Revenge

I don’t want to hurt an old man. I want to find a young man, full of himself and prone to violence. I know only his first name, and that he lived in San Diego county 32 years ago. I … Continue reading

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Roadmap

Roadmaps from Lee Stone on Vimeo. I’m going to make a roadmap. There won’t be any freeways or streets marked though… just bridges, buildings, mountains, and valleys drawn by crayons. There will be a big red “X” in the bottom … Continue reading

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A Rusty Old Oil Drum

I saw this documentary about chimpanzees in a physical anthropology class once. I should have put it together then, but I didn’t. This group of primates was lead by a two-year old male. He wasn’t bigger, faster, stronger, or smarter … Continue reading

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Grey Areas

I expect beauty to happen in my every day life. I expect the sun to rise, the birds to chirp, my favorite bands to sing their songs. I expect pine cones to drop, and rivers to flow. I expect to … Continue reading

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