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  • On the Road with Libya’s Lions of the Desert

    The smoke from Taha’s massive cone joint flowed through the cabin of our silver Hummer. The A/C was on high and blew long fingers of smoke to the back seat. We were all mellow. Taha’s aviator sunglasses hid his tiny black eyes as he cranked the volume on the Arabic Reggae beat until it became painful. Then he floored it. Full story

    2013 Jan 6 Marc Garlasco News
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  • Amphetamine Logic

    The Cockroach and the Cokehead

    May 2012: I quit my job and burn all my bridges so I can swim. I won't realize that was wishful thinking until a few months later. Summer starts gliding by like a sailboat. I master the Dead Man's Float. I'm not working and life is a lazy river; I'm a pinecone that's been dropped… Full story

    2012 Aug 16 Cat Marnell Stuff
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