The Index Cards Were Color-Coded. I Brought Chips.
There was a quiz. A real one, the kind with a sheet, a deadline, a posted date that I had been aware of for three weeks and had been treating as someone else's problem until forty…
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The Dollar and the Stare
March fifth. The vending machine in the break room took Simone's dollar on Tuesday and gave her absolutely nothing in return. Not a jam. Not an error message. Just silence and the…
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