The Ballerino 
Paul Teodo, Tom Myers, Fiction Paul Teodo Paul Teodo, Tom Myers, Fiction Paul Teodo

The Ballerino 

“Change the goddamn ballet recital just for you?” Her voice rose. She thrust her hip sideways and firmly planted a hand on it. “Johnny, that’s how you operate! Change it for me.” Melinda turned and walked out of the room. “Jesus Christ.” The door slammed behind her.

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Have I Lost My Mind or Has Age Finally Taken Over?
Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall Don Hall

Have I Lost My Mind or Has Age Finally Taken Over?

It's an inevitability. Get two or more men of a certain age—say between 45 and 60 years old—and they will find their conversational way into complaints about getting older.

From the obvious How Is It That I Can No longer Eat as Many Carbs to the I Hurt My Back Sitting in a Fucking Chair Yesterday it is the point in life when the slow decay of the body comes as a bit of a surprise.

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I Believe... [Wear That Dress, Girl!]
Don Hall, I Believe... Don Hall Don Hall, I Believe... Don Hall

I Believe... [Wear That Dress, Girl!]

...that few things scream effective activism than attending an event costing $30,000 a ticket wearing a dress that cost $45,000 with an anti-capitalist message stitched into it. Like going to a Raiders game with a hat that says “Concussions and Wife Beating are Bad” or a fundraiser for the Catholic Church in an alter boy costume.

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One Act by a Dead Man
Contributor Guest User Contributor Guest User

One Act by a Dead Man

Amy: I’m sorry if I sent mixed signals, but I’m not attracted to you. You’re wasting your time and your feelings.

Peter: Feeling things isn’t a waste. Why must you continually divert all power to shields?

Amy: I’ve been hurt, so I protect myself. Isn’t that my right? The psychic in New York told me that I’ve probably been abused in several past lives, not just in this one…

Peter: I thought the psychic in Bucharest told you that?

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