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So I'm an addict, okay, but I honestly thought this was harmless. The parts screw together, then, bingo! A golf club! Putt a few balls down the aisle, gently, I mean - where's the harm in it? Those long distance flights, everyone just goes to sleep, right?
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very short story about golf about Guantanamo Bay about terrorism today - short flash fiction story by Hugh Cook |
" .... so they shoved the gag in my mouth. Then they pulled the hood down over my face."
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first posted online 2004 February 28 Saturday Copyright © 2004 Hugh Cook all rights reserved. |