John_Wray
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@ absolutely. it's exactly as I saw it in my vision on the mount of olives.
about 18 hours ago
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@ thanks for the thumbs up, good sir. much appreciated.
about 20 hours ago
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The city Citizen stepped out into was different from the city he'd known. People used to be beautiful, he thought. Now they're well groomed.
10:35 AM Nov 2nd
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Citizen exited the car smoothly, a videotape playing in reverse, and felt the sun rising behind him. Or was that the sun setting backwards?
10:33 AM Oct 29th
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A smell clambered up into Citizen's awareness: the metallic, bitter-almond smell of dreaming. It was time to get out of the car.
1:03 PM Oct 25th
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Through the tinted windows the city was not doing anything of note. Its indifference was impressive however. Citizen panted respectfully.
1:15 PM Oct 21st
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Catching sight of himself in the rearview, Citizen saw that he, himself, also looked vaguely doglike. The fact didn't disturb him at all.
8:12 AM Oct 5th
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The interior of the car gave off a hum that could only be described as extraterrestrial. CarService planet, Citizen thought. I like it here.
1:34 PM Oct 1st
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To Citizen's amazement, the Shitsu pulled over. A subtly man-like Shitsu, or possibly a Shitsu-like man. He opened the door and got in.
3:39 PM Sep 30th
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A limo passed Citizen just then, to all appearances being driven by a Shiitsu. At least his tour of radioland was over. He flagged it down.
2:59 PM Aug 22nd
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Citizen had always hated the steady I-V drip of prechewed entertainment he was attached to, and NPR was no exception. It made his eyes itch.
9:54 AM Aug 13th
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Just then, Terry Gross 2.0 walked past him, smoking an invisible cigarillo. Citizen shivered. Why couldn't it at least be Click & Clack?
12:41 PM Aug 7th
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I'm doomed to exist in a world full of avatars, Citizen thought. I can accept that. But do they ALL have to have been culled from NPR?
9:20 AM Aug 7th
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The street was full of a.m. commuters now. Citizen looked around and made a bone-chilling discovery. Everyone looked like Garrison Keillor.
11:28 AM Aug 3rd
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Come to think of it, the cop bore a queasy resemblance to Garrison Keillor. Same varicose, squash-headed look, like a cro-magnon fetus.
10:33 AM Jul 16th
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Is there anything worse than indifference? Citizen asked himself. Dreamcatchers, maybe. The Eddie Bauer catalog. A Prairie Home Companion.
2:56 PM Jul 15th
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The cop's worst seemed to involve ignoring Citizen completely. The silent treatment. Citizen clenched his jaw and resolved not to crack.
11:50 AM Jul 12th
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I'll have you know, Citizen said to the cop, that I'm aware of my rights as a taxpayer. Profoundly aware of them. Do your worst, Little Man.
1:11 PM Jul 1st
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This policeman didn't look to be waiting for something decisive. This policeman made a proactive impression. This policeman looked pissed.
1:24 PM Jun 27th
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Just then a policeman materialized, like a mushroom after a rain. Citizen's decisiveness was impaired by this. He shut his eyes tight.
3:29 AM Jun 26th
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- Name John Wray
- Location Brooklyn, NY
- Web http://us.macmill...
- Bio My 3rd novel, Lowboy, is out now from Farrar, Straus and Giroux. I've been known to drink beer.
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