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Dept. of Last Chances…

Back in the day, there was an advertisement that appeared in no end of magazines, sometimes as a classified, sometimes as a small-space ad. It read like this: LAST CHANCE TO SEND YOUR DOLLAR TO PO BOX 314, EAST JESUS, KANSAS. That's the extent of it. No Zip Code,...

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Stop me before I write more!

Back in October, on the train heading home to New York from Raleigh Bouchercon, I got an idea for a short story. Now it had probably been percolating for a long time, because I can trace its origins to a personal experience I'd heard a man recount perhaps thirty-five...

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