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  • Xanax in love

    What happens when the lifeboats stop working? She said I should forget it. All of it. Everything she’d just said. I didn’t know where to start forgetting. She’d said a lot. We hadn’t spoken in years. My life had remained largely static, become repetitive, unsettled only by the onset of…

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  • Artificial flavoring

    Light at the end of the tunnel, Rembrandt-style. My American bank recently sent me a good-natured message about the many services they offered and the little things they were doing to improve my “premium client experience.” Truth be told, I hadn’t asked for any such improvement, let alone assurances that…

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  • After the boardwalk

    The boardwalk meant cotton candy on the sly, and finagling pizza. Taffy in Funland, salt water endless to the east, the Atlantic past the boardwalk, this is how we once spent a freckled month of summer. I was seven and I met a boy named Kenneth. He was from the…

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  • Ascendance complete

    Professeur Tryphon Tournesol from the French comic book series Tintin by Hergé. My mother once knew a physicist she purposely used as conversational garnish. She’d add him into her small Rome gatherings so that when the conversation turned bitter, which did often in the politically ferocious 1970s, he could intercede…

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  • Fleeing carbonation

    At many Rome restaurants of the 1960s, if you wanted still water , there was only one option. Rome slept soundly in July and August of the 1960s. So soundly you might have heard a snore, at least in my neighborhood, which took its cue from a sleepy zoo in…

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  • Fortuneteller

    Ned Beatty as Arthur Jensen in “Network.” At the height of post-Nixon era disenchantment about politics, politicians and America’s seemingly broken moral and financial order, the screenwriter and playwright Paddy Chayefsky produced a darkly comic fable about the inherent perils of the TV age. In it, an aging, alcoholic network…

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