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LIFE OF ORPHEUS Carl Grafe Orpheus. They call me Orpheus. The asteroid had felt the weight of the shuttle displacing its particles,
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It was the Thursday night after carnival, the Maroon Bird overnight run from Salvador, Bahia, straight on to Paraíso in the state
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NEW WORLD SYMPHONY Anne E. Johnson The Beethoven sounded fine. Maria set her cello on its side in front of her chair
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There is a popular and growing disdain for the concept of an afterlife today. Among agnostics and atheists, it is seen as
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FLIPOUTS Barry Rosenberg The brain was a walnut? Leo turned his school book this way and that. But no matter how he
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INFINITE BOYFRIENDS Marie Vibbert Nick the First My boyfriend, Nick, never approved of Stacey, or as he called her, “your friend the
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Like so many of my generation – which I still prefer to call the Children of the Eighties – Star Wars was
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HELLO, HELL Mark Butterworth Jack Weller was a fine young man if you define young these days as many men do as
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ACTUS REUS Patrick MacPhee “Mrs. Davidson, is that man in this courtroom?” “H-he is,” stuttered a middle-aged woman, who sat up awkwardly
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