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Twister 22

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

They looked over the mess and wondered how to clean up. The phone line was dead. A window was broken. That was some party, the tall one said

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Twister 154

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

I’ve demolished my Id, Hank says. If only I’d followed it around. Jim burps loudly. Back in therapy? he asks. Shit, did I say that out loud?

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Twister 183

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

How long will it take to walk there? Tom asks. The police officer says, Son, you’re in LA. No one walks. Is that your final answer? Tom says

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Twister 215

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The party ended late and he stumbled home. The phone rang before sunrise, a wrong number from Thailand. And then two drunken fools, talking.

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Twister 437

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

And then they felt betrothed to failure, never understanding how their lives had become so broken of joy. It’s your stupid cooking, he said.

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Twister 276

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

They fought because they could and they fought because some cute girls were watching. We’re laughing with you, one of the girls said. Honest

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Twister 305

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He was afraid of birds, and for this he blamed Hitchcock. He was also afraid of drowning. I really do hate the beach, he told her, sweating.

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Twister 332

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He studied the fly and predicted its trajectory and slammed down the magazine and killed it. He took a sip of his Jim Beam. And it was good.

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Twister 341

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

Hal was too enthusiastic about seeing her again. He got a grease stain on his shirt. He leaned in to kiss her. I’m superficial now, she said

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Twister 419

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The couch had stains and discolorations and tattered edges. There was a spot he called “The Farted.” And the other spot he called “Nameless”

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