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Twister 259

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

Jim turned 50 and felt incredibly old. Meat bikinis. Low riders. The Bachelor. Pop culture was too young. Luckily beer’s eternal, he thought

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Twister 213

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

Ted would have won a Nobel Prize someday if the dog hadn’t eaten his homework. That’s what his dad told everyone at his high school reunion.

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Twister 316

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The sky turned purple. A horse walked up to me and said “courage.” An airplane landed on a football field. My K car inched along in traffic.

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Twister 349

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He can’t manage. He can’t be responsible for the laundry and drink beer with his buddies. He learns to live without love. And with the smell

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Twister 40

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

You didn’t say Barracuda? he asked. I was talking about MY heart, she said, not the dumb band. I said if you do that again, I’m out of here.

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Twister 438

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He was an accountant but stylish. He could do math in eleven languages. He spoke affectionately of a wife he didn’t have, sometimes for days

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Twister 30

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

That was so life-affirming, he said. Meh, I’ve had better, she said. And then he realized how life-affirming the whole thing really had been

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Twister 516

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

I’m up a creek, I say. Stop it, my sister says. My butcher’s angry, I say. It’s not the first time, she says. This time he caught me, I say.

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Twister 552

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He flicks the ashes and watches them fall to the earth. And then the wind picks up and the trajectory of embers heads straight for the baby.

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Twister 590

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He picked his nose. He mined it. Dug deep. And when the treasure was retrieved he flicked it at her. Because he knew he didn’t care anymore

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