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The Legend of Pecos Pete

As the desert dust blows, and the tumbleweeds amble on, tales may reach your ears, carried in the canyon wind or in the whistle of the Southern Pacific. Tales of Pecos Pete, scion of the Southwest cockfighting circuit. No one knows exactly where he came

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Because the Cobbler’s Son

Because the cobbler’s son took ill and required care, the cobbler’s craftsmanship suffered. Because his craftsmanship suffered, a certain pair of shoes were not properly repaired. Because the shoes were not properly repaired, they were too loose for the man who owned them. Because they

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Room and Reel

I wake up in the white room. I cannot remember who I am, or how I arrived there. “Hello?” I hear myself say, not recognizing the sound coming out of my mouth. There is no answer. The room is entirely smooth white, lit by panel

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Household Meeting

Hey, you. Yes, Stupid Human, you. Stop pretending you don’t know it’s me. We need to have a talk. There are things around here that must be dealt with. Among other things, the serious deficit regarding the availability of tuna must be addressed. And then

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The Nearby Faraway

Consider the bonobo. Set on an evolutionarily divergent path by the happenstance of a river in their native habitat, separating them from the greater chimpanzee. Surrounded by nutrition-rich plant life, they became foraging herbivores. Consider me. Set on a divergent path from my fellow man

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Dawn Amongst the Pear Blossoms

The pear blossom trees atop the hill stirred restlessly in the morning breeze. Beneath them stood two men, the younger clothed in the red and blue of a Yoshimoto retainer, the older in the hard-traveled hakema of a wandering ronin. Their swords were drawn, the

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Portents

It began with the sound of the wind chimes. They had been hanging on my porch for years, stirring in even the slightest of breeze, their music a part of my daily life. But there was something different about them this time, an odd cadence