Conversations

“It’s all about sex, you know,” said Salman as he watched the news.

“What’s sex got to do with it?” Khaled said.

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Neurons fired across the ridges, troughs and peaks of his mind’s landscape.

“What the…” he said. He looked at the mirror, at his bleeding nose, bloodshot eyes and his tired face. What happened to me, he thought.

Kyler Torsen could not recall where he was

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