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    Dead Ends – Erin Lange

    “I had a foot on some guy’s throat and a hand in my pocket the first time I saw Billy D. He was standing across the street, staring – not even trying to be sly about it – just staring without a word, without even blinking. ‘What you lookin’ at?’ I called.  His mouth fell open in a silent little O, but he didn’t respond. He didn’t leave either, just kept on staring.” When Billy D moves in over the road Dane just hopes he’ll stay away from him. Dane doesn’t do people very well and often they end up on the receiving end of his fist when they don’t…

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    Hello Darkness – Anthony McGown

    “I was sitting on the can when it all kicked off. Third cubicle from the wall. You could be pretty sure of finding me there at 11.30 on a Tuesday morning. That’s because 11.30 on a Tuesday morning meant double maths, and even the sour tang in the boys’ pissoire beat the heck out of quadratic equations, and the stale pleasure of speculating about whether Mr McHale would be wearing the brown safari jacket with the red food stains, or the red jacket with brown stains.” Johnny Middleton’s school can only be described as a detention centre, you’d call it hell but even hell can’t compare. Run under the dictatorship…