A story in the adventures of Stain and Sappho I’m sitting alone writing a short story for my blog when I see a text come in from my step sister. We don’t talk much anymore. Tammy writes: “Hey, lets grab a beer.” I write back: “I don’t know. I need to get a few things…
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“Hey Sappho, man, hotel bar?” “Yeah. Yeah. You know I love hotel bars. Plus I’d love to see Winnie again.” Stain and I walk into this dimly lit bar, seating ourselves at the stools. Winnie is working, although, I think Winnie is always working weekday late shifts. She’s chatting with two reasonably respectable guys who…
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