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Written by: KeepYourBootsOn

Category: Prose

Created: May 9, 2011, 9:40 am

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It was a Saturday in late January and you woke to the sound of a wino singing something like Usher on acid outside your bedroom window. There was snow on the ground by the time he called a whiteness that turned grey and filthy by noon and then disappeared down the sewer grates before it turned dark.

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Written by: The_Unwanted

Category: Prose

Created: May 6, 2011, 8:49 am

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This is a prose/story based on the lyric of 'Right next door (because of me)' by The Robert Cray Band.

Consequences of Actions

It's not the whiskey that's keeping me awake although the half bottle I have drank added to the two bottles of wine consumed with dinner with a 'close' friend who now lays silently beside me, should have me comatose by now.

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Written by: sleepyteacher.com

Category: Prose

Created: May 5, 2011, 2:07 pm

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Does looking for a job suck or do you?

Isn’t that what looking for a job all boils down to? Hi I’m Matt “Could’ve Been a War Hero” Martin and if you are anything like me looking for a job is a dare to see how long you can last on the market before you turn to drink, sign up for food stamps, ask your friends, family and ex-girlfriends for just a few more bucks and ultimately take that job you swore you never would or move states to avoid local mob and embarrassment (West Virginia, here I come).

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Written by: Jabburwock

Category: Prose

Created: May 5, 2011, 1:35 pm

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I’m pretty sure I knew I was going to die young. In the past however I’ve tried to imagine what the future may hold and no matter how I tried I could not see myself as an adult working some ‘nine to five.’ I couldn’t see myself having kids – I hate the damn things- and I certainly couldn’t see myself as an old fogey.

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