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Whence Comes the Storm

October 29, 2012 – 5:53 pm

In 1978 I lived on East 10th Street with my girlfriend, a hillbilly from West Virginia. The bedroom of our 3rd floor apartment was situated on the airshaft. An actor friend lived on the 5th floor. Every night the building shivered with the screams of a woman in orgasm. This cascade of cries of ‘oh [...]

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Whence Comes the Storm

August 8, 2012 – 9:36 am

In 1978 I lived on East 10th Street with my girlfriend, a hillbilly from West Virginia. Our apartment was on the 3rd floor. Our bedroom was situated on the airshaft. An actor friend lived with his girlfriend two flights up from us. Every night the building shivered with the screams of a woman in orgasm. [...]

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15 Minutes For A Nobody

May 25, 2012 – 10:49 am

In 1968 Warhol wrote that “In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes.” for a catalogue of his work in Sweden. Eleven years later Warhol crowed the triumph of his prediction by saying, “My prediction from the sixties finally came true: In the future everyone will be famous for 15 minutes.” The statement [...]

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BLACK’S BEACH BLUFF by Peter Nolan Smith

May 9, 2012 – 4:03 pm

The next morning I was awoken by noise from the kitchen. My nose caught a whiff of brewing coffee drifting out of the bungalow onto the porch and I wiggled out of my sleeping bag to pull the bath robe tight around my body. The day was starting out cold for summer in Southern California. [...]

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GIRLS LIKE GIRLS by Peter Nolan Smith

July 15, 2010 – 9:00 pm

Things in Bangkok had gotten out of control. The red shirts controlled the city. The police did nothing. People called them daeng moh or watermelon. They were red on the inside. Thaksin was a fellow cop. The Army was in the hands of the old elite or phuu laak maak dee. Bloodshed was a daily [...]

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