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Category: Short Stories

I saw, I wrote.

That slow, intolerant pace of the suburbs

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It was very odd that on a weekday morning, I would hear loud ranchero music blaring from an AM station playing in my neighbor’s yard.  This same scene would play out every morning for the next three days as a few members of the very inexpensive labor force placed a new roof over my neighbor’s home.