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A Redneck Eats Thai Food, essay by William Matthew McCarter
I can still remember those dark days–not long ago–when you couldn’t hang out with a group of grad students at a university campus without someone saying “Let’s go get some ethnic food”–like they had just smoked a bourgeois blunt and … Continue reading
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Her Daddy's Money, fiction by William Matthew McCarter
Her Daddy’s Money was the hottest rock club in the Parkland; filled with Technicolor brilliance; a kaleidoscope of lights pulsing to the beat of primal music that penetrated and inundated the senses as it changed the milky white skin of … Continue reading
