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First time reader? Start here. Back to Part 28 It’s fitting that this last commentary falls on Bastille Day, and it has everything to do with the story Jon tells Furball. That’s a true story, by the way, of the guitar player who sat down to keep Jon company, except substitute me with Jon. This [...]

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First time reader? Start here. Back to Part 28 Furball didn’t want to admit he was looking for Jon at first, because, well, he didn’t. But the others were happy to let him know that Jon had found his way into the basement. Furball padded down the steps, trying not to alert Jon to himself. [...]

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First time reader? Start here. Back to Part 21 – Forward to Part 23 I mentioned earlier, and it still holds true, but from here on out, the chapters are fixed at their specific length. I’m now on a schedule, which ends either late June or early July, and with the writing and revising of [...]

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First time reader? Start here. Back to Part 21 – Forward to Part 23 The kids that woke up early for school in Java discovered a new, white-painted world, a scenery change that told them there would be no school that day. The snow that clumped smoothly on the ground was blank for now, but [...]

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First time reader? Start here. Back to Part 19 – Forward to Part 21 Nowhere is about having a place. I wanted that so badly when I was a teenager, a place to escape to, a place that no one else knew about. A safe place, basically. I didn’t think school, or even home was [...]

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First time reader? Start here. Back to Part 19 – Forward to Part 21 It was freezing in the Checker. The heater crapped out, and it was taking forever to warm up. In the back, Furball could see his breath in front of him. He rubbed his hands together and folded them under his arms, [...]

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First time reader? Start here. Back to Part 17 – Forward to Part 19 When it came to schools, the group was divided down the middle; during the day, half of the group never saw the other. The division was there because that’s how it happened, and, despite this division, everything worked out fine. Furball [...]

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OpenZine

I stayed up late last night playing with this: It’s my own zine devoted to 7 Days. I actually really enjoyed the process, figuring out the layout, picking out which of my crappy doodles I was going to use for image fillers. The Flash interface takes a little bit of getting used to — it’s [...]

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“Go the fuck outside!”

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