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Winter in TorontoNavneet Alang

It was a relief to see her smile, and it settled my nerves even before I’d had a drink.

I woke up the next morning in a bed that wasn’t mine.

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Detour: Spain

Orwell is still trying to get us straightened out.

Jack Pendarvis Talks to Himself

Darrell comes from chicken money. His… father was a noted chicken magnate.