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An End Fit For Scum by Craig Steven

An End Fit For Scum by Craig Steven With my father and uncles, I carried my brother’s casket to the hearse. On an overcast day in the middle of October, we gathered at the...

Saving the Scapegoat by Jenean McBrearty

Saving the Scapegoat by Jenean McBrearty I didn’t mean to intrude on the Federation neighborhood. I blame it on the foggy mist that rolled in the way it does in San Diego; it settled...

Rooftop Reflection by D. C. Golightly

Rooftop Reflection by D. C. Golightly Here’s the thing I don’t understand: what’s the point of being a criminal in this city? Maybe I need to explain that better. As the former sidekick to...