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None of the lines are all that deep, but the general consensus is that I'm no longer allowed near the corkscrew. "Your party needs better lighting," I politely inform Dave. He shrugs and tells me he stepped on one of his Christmas lights last year, shattered the glass and drove a piece deep into his foot. I laugh and probe at my arm with my fingers. Part V How am I still here? I'm halfway through the cheese dog and I tell myself that's enough. The radio tells me I'm listening to the station that plays anything and Madonna starts dancing in my head to a looped sampling of an Abba song that I wish I didn't recognize. I lick cheese from one of my fingertips. Then the backside of my hand... I have no idea why. I drag one of the fries along the hotdog and swallow it. It's forty minutes to noon and I'm sure someone's wondering where I ended up. I suppose I should get back to the apartment and let them know I'm alive, but I have everything I brought on me. My coat, my bag, and a blanket. It's the softest blanket I've ever felt. I love this blanket. It smells like someone else and that's what I like about it. I woke up wrapped in it this morning, folded to fit a reclining easy chair that hadn't reclined since 1997. It was nine in the morning and the sun was in my eyes. My mouth tasted like smoke and froth. I tasted like death. I folded my blanket like I always do, three times over, then rolled from the top. I have no idea why I do this. I stepped over my friends and out the kitchen door. The hallway was cold, but I finally felt like breathing again. I'm staring at half a hot dog, two halves of a yellow stained bun and six assorted bits of French fry that were just a little too misshapen or discoloured to eat reflexively. I don't want to be here. I pass the coach on my way out and give him my best attempt at a "good luck this Friday" nod. He understands. There's a drawing of a husky pup on the garbage can that reminds me "not to throw away Shirley's plates and trays." I walk up the brick stairs after leaving what I'm assured is the famous Shirley's. I pass the bookstore windows again hoping to see the dark haired green sweatered girl, but the window's nowhere near the art supplies. My Kyle Mangan
car is a few blocks away at the Northern Illinois University Visitor's Parking Center, which is fortunately free of charge on weekends. Six Extra Strength Tylenol and three gulps from a bottle of pineapple juice later I'm driving west. Back towards Iowa, but I don't plan on stopping till I'm well past all of this. 100 Oil on Canvas
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Coe Review Volume 38 Number 2 Sprin
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Coe Review COMMUNICATIONS EDITOR Ka
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Roman Norma of the Manor Ben Brooks
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might know things. In fact the more
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head upstairs, and eat at his desk
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then get up. If you want to go away
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the drawings phase, and his next pr
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fingers brushed a red plastic bow t
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Old Wars Dennis Vannatta My wife us
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all over it until I'm exhausted but
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could be a freshly dug grave, but I
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"The German babe." "Oh, that Marie.
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always the same sound. That sound w
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quantity, the quality. I would alwa
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point, will you, lady? this article
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it: Nothing. You laugh, though ther
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Slaughtered Cows Julia Rubin You ar
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Your heart starts to pound. "I'm a
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You wake in darkness, curled up on
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