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Cursed Coffee

It started with a free punch card. Eli, who considered himself both a realist and a proud pessimist, found it fluttering on the sidewalk outside Perky Bean Café. Ten stamps …
The Parking Spot

Dina had a gift. A sixth sense. Some call it luck. Others call it witchcraft. Her neighbors just called it annoying. She could always find a parking spot. Always. In …
Elevator Pitch

Jamal hated elevators. Not because he was claustrophobic—no, he just knew too much. Worked IT for a midtown high-rise. He’d seen things: spreadsheet crimes, VPN sins, one guy using Excel …
Pigeons of Vengeance

It began, as most things in New York do, with a bagel. Terry, a junior analyst with a mustache of dubious confidence, stepped out of his apartment with an everything …
Confessional

The cathedral was silent at midnight. Empty pews stretched like shadows. Candles flickered near the altar, casting a soft glow over centuries of stained glass and stone saints. She stepped …
The Wrong Room

The hotel hummed with post-wedding laughter. Distant music still pulsed from the ballroom, muffled by floors of carpet and champagne. She leaned against the suite door, barefoot, bouquet wilted in …
The Elevator

It started with a look—just a look. They stepped into the elevator together at 11:37 p.m., both damp from the summer storm outside. Her dress clung to her like second …
Sometime Deep Penetration Only Reveals Your Main Source of Anxiety

The drill whirred like a wasp in a bottle, slicing into the drywall with mechanical indifference. Marcus held it steady, jaw tight, arms locked. His girlfriend, Eliza, watched from across …