We Are Smoke: Chapter Five
As much as this story is about Jack, it’s about me, too. After all, I’m telling it; I’ve inserted myself into the narrative, and have…
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As much as this story is about Jack, it’s about me, too. After all, I’m telling it; I’ve inserted myself into the narrative, and have…
Jack: The security lines were long at Fiumicino as my flight had the misfortune of touching down during the Italian lunch hour, which seems to…
More from Jack: I am writing this aboard a Norwegian Air flight somewhere over the Atlantic. It is nighttime; most of my fellow passengers are…
When a curse has been placed upon a loved one, you must locate a table cloth that had been used for a funeral meal. First,…
Jack and I once had a thing. That’s what people call it when you’ve fucked once and then ignore it ever happened, right? A thing?…
ROME. Walking toward Harry’s Bar. Even from a distance, I can see there is a line waiting to get in. The street is dark beyond…
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