The city by the ocean_Drive-ins_The Word of Angels_The Point of the Ruse
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The city by the ocean
The cramped airport buzzed with tourists from all over the world. A wave of chit chat and voices mixed with laughter echoed around me. The airport police smiling awkwardly as they faced incoming flows of passengers from the terminal gates. “Terminal One”, the letters a vivid bold with black paint hanged from the wall above. And behind the glass doors millions of big stickers populated the aluminum windows with a caption “Wings of Kilimanjaro”. The confusion seems orderly with families and isolated passengers rushing to the luggage claim area. I paced through the hallway towards the domestic si...
Drive-ins
“You wanna do something fun?” Jody said. “What did you have in mind?” Mickey asked. “Let’s get everybody together and go to the drive-ins. It’s the last one and they do the dusk till dawn special. There’s like 4 or 5 movies. Everybody from school is going.” “Alright, let me make some calls.” It was the Labor Day finale at the Northfield Drive-ins and it was always packed. Anybody who was anybody from school was going to be there and Jody wasn’t going to miss it. They never caught a whole movie in all the years they’ve been going. There were too many people to see and the concession stand to h..www.onedoor.cc.
The Word of Angels
The day was a little too warm now. It’s funny how in such a short amount of time the weather can change so drastically. This time of year in Michigan it was not unheard of to have all four seasons in a single day. Today started as a crisp spring morning, but by noon it was full-blown summer. Sitting on the front porch in the shade of the old oak trees it wasn’t as bad though. The four of them sat and rocked in their rocking chairs, sipping on their coffee. Jewel was the one to finally break the long silence. “So, Grams has wings?”Pa was mid-sip of his coffee when Jewel spoke and he choked; wh...
The Point of the Ruse
"You dirty drug mule. Running a community center in the name of social service but furthering your own little selfish agenda by selling strong drugs like LSD to kids! Typical slum-dweller!” the brutal police officer yelled at 17-year old Coleman. Queens was never a good place to be born in, especially not in the early 2000s, the unfortunate time of birth of Coleman. Coleman was a lovely young teenage boy with excruciatingly cute looks. He had a chiseled face and a lovely prominent jawline, beautiful as if hand-drawn eyebrows and lovely supermodel eyes. His hands were hardened due to constant t...