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Somewhere in rural Ohio there is a middle-aged man in a plaid shirt sitting in an armchair drinking a room-temperature domestic beer with a hard hat and a metal lunchbox next to him muttering “I have no son.”
Somewhere in rural Ohio there is a middle-aged man in a plaid shirt sitting in an armchair drinking a room-temperature domestic beer with a hard hat and a metal lunchbox next to him muttering “I have no son.”
The Mare
A New Story by Mary Gaitskill
Toppling a Delicate World
Being Gay and South Asian In America
There's No Sex in Prison Showers
We Usually Wore Our Underwear
Try Not to Destroy Your Life
The First Time I Took Molly
Femen
Sextremism in Paris
"Whitey" Isn't Very Popular in Boston
Interviews with Some of His Old Friends
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