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Woke Women of Instagram

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  Woke Women of Instagram The Age of Incomplete Enlightenment Photo by  Katarina Šikuljak  on  Unsplash She’s committed and passionate. She’s a Pisces, though she objects to the use of the fish’s likeness without permission. She believes in anarchy. She hates the mole on her left buttock and carnivores. She’s outraged by the system and loud garbage trucks after Sunday Funday. She, (a pronoun that she has told her followers is under consideration for dumping in favor of the more inclusive  they ), doesn’t post many thirsty beach shots, though there are a few, right cheek only) among the photos of her rescue chinchilla and her life hacks for ecofriendly urination. For weeks she has reminded us that she loathes discrimination against  races, religions, species, genders, non-genders, abilities, plants, and sunrises.  She informs us   that exclusionary practices will not be tolerated, she demands that we unfollow if we have ever even witnessed any of a...

Room with a View

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Photo by  HelpStay.com  on  Unsplash It was date number two, a little Italian place by the zoo. "I've told you so much about my work and my pets," Denise said. "What about you? Any interesting or unique hobbies?" Nate smiled, sipped wine, took a moment. “My father used to ridicule me for having a smaller than average penis,” he said, “so when I’m standing at a line of urinals I look at other men’s penises. Not in a sexual way, mind you, but because I need to reassure myself that I’m not that small.” “Oh…” Denise composed herself and smiled. “Anything else?” Nate nodded. “Boxing.”

Personal Evolution Revolution

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  Personal Evolution Revolution 5 Things The Suicide Machines’ Jason Navarro Would Like You To Know. Jimmy Doom May 21  · 3 min read The Suicide Machines levitating live show. Photo by David Dominic, Jr. If you’re struggling to make something positive out of your time, Jason Navarro might be a good guy to pay attention to. Skating a sonic Stormfront of ska and punk out of Detroit and onto an international stage, The Suicide Machines, fronted by Navarro, were a staple of the glory days of  The Warped Tour  in the ’90s, often compared to seminal Berkeley foursome  Operation Ivy , the band that spawned  Rancid. Navarro, a man of boundless energy and fierce loyalty possesses an encyclopedic knowledge of, and genuine love for music. He demands to give full credit to his musical progenitors. “People think Operation Ivy was a big influence on The Suicide Machines which they are, but  Gangster Fun ,  The Specials ,  Negative Approach ,...

Danger Mouth

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  Photo by  Nathan Dumlao  on  Unsplash The American streets were lively and exciting to a small town Irish girl and  Oona was enjoying the vibrance. "Don't stray too far from me," her cousin Sharon told her. “It's an exciting city, but it's still a city and people and things aren't always what they appear to be.” Oona was enthralled by the sights and the sounds, while Sharon was bored but wary. Oona jerked to her right and positively cooed with excitement, pointing at Kruger’s Diner. “That aroma is heavenly,” she said, dragging Sharon toward the door. Sharon pulled back “That’s because botulism doesn’t have a smell.”

Church Organs

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Photo by  Sven Read  on  Unsplash   Gin and frozen mini tacos were battling for intestinal dominance. Lou was getting wobbly. It would have been unpleasant at home, but he was currently at St. Josaphat, in line for communion.  Tonight was Christmas Eve, he had promised his mom he would attend mass. Now he was yards from the altar, sweating, shaking, clenching his cheeks. He needed salvation from his own bowels and it wasn’t forthcoming. Three people in front of him, Lou was Cardinal red in the face, about to soil himself. He turned and sprinted down the aisle. An elderly woman with a rosary screamed “Heretic!”

Teenage Martyr

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  Teenage Martyr 100 Word Story Photo by  Austrian National Library  on  Unsplash The third time, the Claddagh knocker flew off the door when he slammed it The cops were pretty rough when they found Patrick in the after-hours, three days later,well-toasted at sixteen. After a few nights in juvenile, he was released to his mom and stepdad and was tired of running but not tired of rebelling. So the next time they pissed him off, he decided on a hunger strike. Took them a while to notice he was skipping meals, but when they did, Mom freaked. “You’re completely insane!” she shrieked. Patrick screamed right back. “Grandma worshipped  Bobby Sands !” I don’t generally write 100 Word Fiction that will require a bit of research on the part of the reader, but since the world is in a tumultuous time I thought it might be interesting to tie in a rebel who has probably been forgotten, though I’m sure Bobby Sands is still both worshipped and reviled in small parts of the worl...

Difference of Opinion

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  Difference of Opinion 100 Word Story Jimmy Doom Jun 12  · 1 min read Photo by  Thanh Mai Nguyen  on  Unsplash “That rent seems awfully cheap for a view of the river.” Ken sighed. It was audible over the phone. “You’ve always been a cynic, Guillermo. They’re just nice people, not gougers.” “What do they do for a living that allows them not to be gou gers?” “Political consultants,” Ken said. “ I don’t know which side of the spectrum, don’t really care. I gotta do light maintenance, mow the lawn, bring in the mail, which is what I’m doing right now.” “Political consultants?” Guillermo asked, rhetorically. “I never trusted that job.” Ken laughed at his friend’s paranoia, then Guillermo heard the explosion.