Test Flights

Steve B Howard
Aug 28, 2017 · 6 min read
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Harold had labored in the same job, the same diesel grime and oil, for thirty-six years. Today he would retire. His world for the past thirty-six years had consisted of a four-way intersection and the three buildings attached to that intersection, the Danderwood Apartments, C.S.W Engine Repair, and The Jasmine Moon Restaurant and Lounge. Harold’s thinning hair had assumed a bleached-out canary yellow tint about six years after he moved into the apartment building…

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A spewer of sometimes interesting sounding gibberish, a semi-pro comedian, and a teacher in Japan. https://amzn.to/2RDCT0Y (stevenbhow@gmail.com)

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