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He didn’t even look up when she said she was going out.

MR CHIPS BY ALICE HATCHER 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 36

She’d left her so-called husband on the couch, watching a Super Bowl half-time performance by some kinky little biped in spandex tights. The miserable specimen didn’t even look up when she said she was going out to get some cigarettes. It served the son-of-a-bitch right to make his own damn supper, or at least reheat last night’s leftover tuna casserole.

Laura? Pick up the phone. I know you’re there.

THE LANDLINE BY JOSEPH GRANTHAM 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 36

We both loved the classics, especially black and white ones. Her grandfather was a cinematographer back in the late 40s. He taught her to appreciate light and shadow; argued that black and white was actually truer to life than color, more real because of the shades of gray.

Working with robots is a substitute for playing with dolls.

WILLIE WAYNE WILLIAMS, PHD 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE CLARA B JONES ISSUE 36

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THE BRONOWSKI BRAIN BY BARBARA L BAER, THE LANDLINE BY JOSEPH GRANTHAM, PORTRAITS BY ROBYN WEAVER, MR CHIPS BY ALICE HATCHER, WILLIE WAYNE WILLIAMS BY CLARA B JONES, A KISS IS A NEW THING BY JANE SHERWIN.

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