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On the way home, I stop for bagels and coffee. I pull out my wallet and pay with a $20 dollar bill. The money is covered in fake blood. My hair and face are speckled with mud. The cashier eyes my production badge. “Horror film,” he asks. I nod and drive home for much needed sleep.
Loren Kantor
Jack Albrecht
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"No, no. I just finished dismembering and burying my ex-wife."
US expatriate living in the EU; seeing the world from both sides of the Atlantic.
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