Category: Buffalo
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Inside the Boulevard Motel
A couple years ago, a Motel 6 on the outskirts of town – or maybe it was a Super 8 – found itself under investigation. The shabby motel housed an intricate prostitution ring, and plenty of drugs. The week of the bust, a girl’s dead body was found in one of the rooms. It appeared to…
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Dicks, Diners, and Drives
Part One My phone is ringing. It’s 2 a.m. and no surprise – it’s Dan. I hear static…drunken shouting… and then…. Dan’s voice breaks through, but sounds like it’s coming from miles away. “HELLO YES -” Dan yells, “HELLO.” I’m laying in bed, picturing Dan. He’s holding his phone out in front of him like…
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Booty Call Me Maybe
The first time I really spoke to Trevor Lawson, we discussed alcoholic whipped cream. “What do you do with this?” my friend Jennifer inquired. “Or rather, who do you do with this?” Trevor Lawson let out a polite chuckle. Jennifer was immersed in the ancient art of being a wingwoman, the origins of which date…
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Asshole in Sheep’s Clothing
Fresh pieces of a mutilated cat lay along Delaware Avenue. Its body has been crushed beneath bicycle tires. What was once a cat is now a torn-apart, unrecognizable mess. Stray cats slink up and lick the delicious cat-aver. Dripping ooze falls from their whiskered lips, as they devour their feline friend. Cat-ibalism. There’s one glittering…
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Naughty Secretary Wishes and Caviar Dreams
The office wall clock strikes 8 a.m. I’m at my desk, polishing up an article about the Alden Senior Citizens Gospel Choir, with the working title “Never too old for Jesus, Christ.” My editor just might like it. The draft left him speechless. Rubbing my bloodshot eyes, I consider making a fourth trip to the coffee…
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Travis’s Face
The time is ten years ago. My short-shorts clad self is pedaling frantically on a Huffy. I have gone in pursuit of a cigarette. The city is looking mildly pleasant today, I think to myself. I’m home for the summer from college, back to my parent’s abode. A hostage situation is going on down the block, and a SWAT team…
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