The Adolescents
In the beginning was B, who looked like an angel. He asked to carry my books up the hill. It was the first day of sixth grade at my new school, in a new city, San Francisco. It began to rain. A tough...
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They dropped him from I.R.C. so early the sky was black. He walked until he found himself stranded on the median of a freeway entrance, cars streaming toward him with their blinding lights, like a...
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