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Gratitude, fiction by Ace Boggess

  “My breath tastes like cof­fee and cig­a­rettes,” I said, smack­ing my tongue against the roof of my mouth in a ges­ture of dis­gust. The old man looked at me and grinned, his pol­ished-sil­ver beard a sec­ond, wider smile beneath … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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