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Tony and I
By Chris Livingston
I'll probably tell this story at his wedding, with one exception. I won't tell the real ending.
Baker Beach
By Don Bruns
It wasn't until I was 3,000 miles away that I could finally say good-bye to Mike.
Big Brother
By Amanda Erickson
My happy memories of my brother are, I suspect, not really my memories at all.
32,000 Feet
By Derek Powazek
There's no off-ramp in sight and clouds obscure the view.
Beyond Broken Bay
By Rachel Chalmers
It's a hell of a trip for six in a car, and Danielle hadn't been making things easy.
Pulling a Geographic
By Molly Steenson
Sometimes nothing cures me better than to watch the world rush past from a train window.
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Bookends
By Derek Powazek
From 1991 to 2003, these gulf wars are the bookends of my generation.
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The Drive-By
By Sarah Bruner
I'm floating above myself as I open the door and step out of the car.
I Left
By Micheal Whitney
All my friends did the traditional sobbing and email promising. All except one.
Burnt
By Gregory Alkaitis-Carafelli
Amanda keeps talking, but I'm stuck thinking about books and the evil curse of wonderful memories.
Reality Check
By Jennifer Lind
The 24 line mixes the best and worst of San Francisco. I'd forgotten how unsettling it can be.
Booze
By Adam Rakunas
I fell in love with that sweet taste with the bite at the end.
Looking
By Michael Whitney
At 14, I had a vague notion that I should be ashamed of being a virgin.
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Valentine's Day
By Drue Miller
How can I be both bitter and romantic at the same time?
Good Intentions
By Greg Knauss
It was the kind of thing that keeps people home on election day. But not me.
Mugged
By Rebecca Eisenberg
Wow. This has never happened to me before. It kinda sucks.
I Voted
By Derek Powazek and You
I did my civic duty. So why do I feel so dirty?
Remembering Sean
By Eric Rice
Eight years in the life of a pair of best friends.
Bitter
By Rebecca Eisenberg
Yes, I am bitter. But it's not my fault.
My New Neighborhood
By Derek Powazek
Where I live the streets and the people are divided.
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