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KOYAANISQATSI BY ANAMYN TUROWSKI 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 66

I hitchhiked to my abortion. I didn’t think it through. Did I want a baby? Did I want an abortion? I filled out the paperwork and said my mother was picking me up afterwards, all I needed to do was call.

He still loved Mom and only her.

THE INJURY BY SUNSHINE BARBITO 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 66

My dad was a famous rock star. People literally clawed at one another to get to him, he signed guitars and posters and still loved Mom and only her until the accident, the injury. And now this is his life. Married to some kid who can’t do anything right.

You’re inhumane!

MATCH.COM® BY CLARA JONES 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 66

Every entity in the café was staring at us, and I realized my relationship with Lee was over. I could accept their rejecting my physical advances in private, but public humiliation and categorical rejection were intolerable. Robots are frequently bullied, and I have learned to stand up for myself. Loneliness seems a small price to pay for self-respect and less risk of overheating my sensory mechanisms.