Wednesday, April 10th, 2013
A bartender gets an interesting customer. Original fiction by Lisa DeBenedictis. The rain fell, pooling and hissing as it reached the gutters. I wiped at the foggy window with my rag, then continued with the stools. A man walked in with an accelerated pace, wiping beads of water from his balding head with the back
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