Sangre de Chango

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Artie Mendoza had a blood condition: he couldn’t stand the sight of it. It wasn’t the kind of full-blown hemophobia that would cause him to pass out at first glance, but it definitely made him queasy. His doctor diagnosed it as a B-I-I-type phobia (blood-injection-injury), and that tracked with Artie …

Lunapalooza

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I drove a black Altima that was poppin’ during its heyday, but I got it when it was fifteen years old, and that piece of shit was beginning to show its age. The paint had faded, the stereo was busted, the seats were torn, the dashboard was cracked, and the …

Goodgolfers

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As far back as I can remember I always wanted to be a golfer. To me, being a golfer was better than being Antonio Banderas. Even before I first wandered onto the driving range for an after-school job, I knew I wanted to be a part of them. They didn’t …

Ernesto 3:14

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Ernesto Pecado woke up one Sunday afternoon claiming that God had visited him in his sleep. “You’re hungover again,” said his wife Elena, who had already been to church and back. “¡De veras!” he insisted, “the Lord spoke to me.” “And what did he say?” “He ordered me to create …

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