“We buy and sell used magic,” Mr. Ash said from his perch behind the jar of rubber thumbs. “Most magic shops don’t want to handle that.” » Read the rest of this entry «
#3: The D Train
May 4th, 2012 § permalink
“I went to this fucking barn dance last year, like over the summer. It was pretty tight.” » Read the rest of this entry «
#2: The Rabbi’s Machine is Missing
May 2nd, 2012 § permalink
The rabbi’s machine is missing. So’s the 100-year-old Oliver where the keys swung down from the sides.
They’re gone, stolen from Chicago with Steve Kazmier’s shop. » Read the rest of this entry «
#1: Cycles
April 30th, 2012 § permalink
“The cops should, they should go after these people. They should chase them down and give them a ticket. I get near them, I get a ticket. That’s why they have a whole, with the paint, a lane. The cops should get involved. They should at city hall get up and do something. You want to take the expressway or Milwaukee?”
“Milwaukee.”
The cabbie nodded sagely, as if I had passed a test. » Read the rest of this entry «
