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The Hunter
I move slowly, silently, keeping my prey in my sights. I know that the slightest stirring of air will alert it to my presence. My whole body is taut, my…
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The Coital Pilgrimage
I look down and see the clear, gelatinous ball in the marsh water with its many dark specks. It is about the size of a baseball, and I know from…
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Aim for the Bottom of the Log
Last weekend, I was with a group of friends doing a wood-chopping work day. Several of the people there had never used an ax, so a few of us were…
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