‘The Head of a Pin’
The faucet in the public restroom was running. No one stood at the faucet, but the water was running. The steady rush of water striking enamel echoed like a whispered …
The faucet in the public restroom was running. No one stood at the faucet, but the water was running. The steady rush of water striking enamel echoed like a whispered …
“Do you know how difficult it is to be a superhero in Portland?” The kid just stared, slack-jawed and bored. He considered the question, but barely. There was hardly any …
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The copier needed toner. “What is toner, anyway?” asked Kurt, scratching his pate through his thinning hair. I told him. No one wanted to replace the toner, because no one …