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Best Worst Year: Episode 63 (Or, Stuck Between Stations)

By James Warner     There’s a crescent moon bruise running along your ribcage. A singular wilting violet tiger stripe spreading into a sickly shade of pale along your left side. It is the waffled impression of a security rail. … Continue reading

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Best Worst Year: Episode 39 (Or, Little Mascara)

By James Warner Her hands. I would walk in the door and it was always her hands. It was just shy of an hour and half to cross the New York border but once the state line came, I would … Continue reading

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