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Issue One

of No Contact

Asylum, MI
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Asylum, MI

by Liza Stewart

The loons do everything together. They arrive early to hunt, trawl the waters with their auburn tufted heads below the surface.

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The First Floor
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The First Floor

by Adin Dobkin

At three or four in the afternoon, I don’t know why three or four, I no longer want to sit in the chair. I’m offended by its staticity.

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Martin
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Martin

by Nathaniel Berry

Martin has a collection of old Scotch, a thing that only married men have.

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My Bike and I Had a Fight and My Bike Won
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My Bike and I Had a Fight and My Bike Won

by Sophia Frank

I moved to New York from California because it was a place where a terrible driver with a tendency to daydream, like myself, could get far with her own two feet and a Metro card.

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Daylight Haunting
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Daylight Haunting

by Gauraa Shekhar

We’ve been hooked on Diet Dr. Pepper forever, but they never have any in stock, so we’ve steadily downgraded from Diet Dr. Pepper to Diet Coke, from Diet Coke to Coke Zero, then Coke Zero to Diet Pepsi.

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