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Fragments from the dream life of a young man.
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- Woken by a screech, I crane down out the 10th floo...
- Instead of an understated three-person playlet we ...
- A tornado, a thick cold shoulder, and a toxic stream.
- At early morning fire drill my family is sluggish....
- There's a piano on the far bank of the river, and ...
- As part of the game I follow a series of white cor...
- On a cross-country flight the stewardess explains ...
- In one stroke I untwine the little plastic tubes t...
- Shiftless dreams of blogging without content.
- I wake under a pile of cold blankets to stagger ou...
- Reacting badly to a drug meant to improve her shor...
- As I rise from the bath I hear the squeal of tires...
- From inside a circle of oversize Balinese gamelan ...
- My editor at the Times plays a twelve-string lute ...
- Taking the uptown 4 train to an awards ceremony fo...
- Instead of making a smoothie, I jam my right hand ...
- Marian is putting sparrows into slingshots.
- Clipping my fingernails and revising a single para...
- Muslim chocolate.
- I have a recurring dream. I pull the mask off my f...
- On the subway I sit next to a girl with gaping abr...
- My birthday is a Jewish holiday so the gospel choi...
- On a chill dawn after a dim night, a series of goo...
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