Tag Archives: Andre de Lorde

Elliot’s Hatred

Elliot boiled with hatred. He took walks all around Canoga Park feeling angry and hateful towards the world. “I continued going on my usual long walks every day, feeling angry and hateful towards the world.” His parents separated and divorced. … Continue reading

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Grand Guignol

The satellite truck fitted with 27 monitors drives the streets of these cities capturing moments of rigmarole. Reporters stand in front of cameras and wait for a countdown from the button pushers inside some production booth clockwatching like thieves hoping … Continue reading

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