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What's the Problem?

What’s wrong with the world today? I’ll give you a hint — it’s not the hole in the Ozone Layer.

The truth is, it’s the people.

I am my own Bitch. Game on.

Have you ever gotten too close to a person too quickly, only to realize that they are a psycho, boy-crazed, desperate for attention, bring-you-down coffin of depression… 650 more words

The Good Bitch

Every summer evening, as the shadows start to tense up over the multitude of skin lazing on the sand outside the Peter and Paul’s, the Good Bitch kneels at the dark water that laps the steps on the other side of the Neva to scoop up its sediment of dead fish. 631 more words

... Yes. In any case, I will spare the details of how I separated the cat-jelly from the cat-hide in order to have this here fur-cap made for me, but suffice it to say that it was a rather indelicate operation undertaken purely out of boredom. I will return, then, to the manner in which my mother contributed to my airfare.

History of an Airfare:
And so we begin. The facts by themselves are insignificant. Which is why they keep changing. But something about them, in the manner in which they are recounted from time to time, bears resemblance to a recurring dream. 1,038 more words