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      by — Andrew’s fingers went numb, clutching the cold can in its brown-paper sleeve. Without warning, hands surrounded his narrow waist, yanking him into the alley. A mouth pressed to his lips as his back collided with the rough brick. He grasped the beer can tightly and swung out, striking Niko in the chest. “What the fuck are you doing?” he screamed. Niko stood there with widened eyes and flushed skin. “Never grab me like that,” he yelled. Niko moved to the opposite wall, more…
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      by — “Tips were shit today,” Dmitri said to his sullen coworker. The blonde’s name was Drew Celich, and his pale blue eyes were always watching something. His pouty lips were like those of a cherub in Renaissance painting, and as always, he ignored Dmitri as he sat on the bench between their lockers, trading out his dress shoes for a pair of sneakers. “Earth to Drew,” he said, sitting beside him. “You’re eighteen, right?” the boy asked, suddenly awake. “No college?” “I was…
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      by — Andrew happily traded the muggy air for a chilly dining room. While prepping his tables, he prepared himself for another night of serving men who reminded him of his mamka’s past boyfriends. A tall blond whose personality was as big as her bosom, mamka attracted men on any day ending in Y, but her preference for geriatrics often found her in the widow’s seat. His biological father had been ten years her senior, and when he died, the seventeen-year-old girl exited Soviet-controlled Slovakia with…
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      by — June drifted by quicker than it should have. Throughout July, he played at The Peninsula four nights a week and spent his evenings at the place in Brighton Beach. Andrew’s desire to be in that apartment defied logic since every man living there lacked a moral compass. Niko remained tolerable with his acceptance of Andrew’s detachment. Their relationship consisted of strolling the boardwalk every Sunday, and while Niko rambled about music, sports, and video games, Andrew said little or nothing.…
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      by — It’s hard waking up when you’re hurt. Birds rattled over the whirl of passing cars, and the air stank of tilled corn and car exhaust. Cold grass tickled his bare feet, and while socks and clean underwear would make the moment tolerable, acquiring them meant popping open the Rabbit’s hatch. Andrew swallowed hard and willed his stomach to settle. Eyes trained on the trees, he opened the driver’s side door and let his memory find the steering wheel. Just a hand away was the hatchback…
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