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Minutes (Reno)

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posted by caroline picard There are tools from the fifth dimension. These tools, glass rods of various lengths, colors and sizes resemble small donuts, little larger than a Sakgewea. The more expensive tools resemble phalic prisms. These tools can be placed in various combinations on the chakras of the body. They are said to regulate the vibrations of the body into a fifth dimension frequency, thereby infusing the body with healing and consciousness. WHERE THE TOOLS CAME FROM: an alien who looked like a man from the fifth dimension entered … Read more

Minutes (San Francisco)

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On the bus, a man gave a woman his business card. With a completely straight face, he told her that he is a professional: “I can be very professional. My hair has turned grey, and I keep the top button of my shirts buttoned. I sit upright and blame the world’s ills on Trotskyites and mules. I have one tooth that is solid gold. I keep a thumbtack in my shoe in case I need to show emotion on a moment’s notice. I keep a handkerchief in my pocket in … Read more

Minutes (San Francisco)

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• Two 9th Grade girls sat on the bus, reading St. Exupery, each with a large box of cereal in their open backpacks. One was distracted, looked outside, and called to the other, who was sitting a few seats away. “Look, there’s Jade Café! Have you ever been to Jade Café?” “I’ve been the one in New York.” “Oh this makes me so happy. We should take a picture. We should take a picture of me in front of the café.” “We’re on the bus.” “But we should take a … Read more

Minutes (San Francisco)

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    A couple was sitting on a bench at Golden Gate Park, possibly on a date, most likely on their first, when a broad winged hawk took notice. It jumped off its branch flew down in front of the couple and grabbed a small squirrel. The man turned to the lady and remarked that he thinks that that was the first time he saw nature happen. (More minutes to come.)

Minutes (San Francisco)

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• On the bus, towards the back, a young man with a beard exploded with sudden excitement. He pulled out his notebook—college-lined—and searched for a pen. Not finding one, he turned to the people next to him and pleaded for a pen. With pen in hand, the bearded boy started to write, quickly filling up 3 pages of his notebook. Upon completion, he went back through the piece slowly, ready to make editorial changes. The piece was a story—fiction likely—written in rage, or at least an annoyed tone. The main … Read more

Minutes (San Francisco)

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    For quite a few years there has been a scholastic debate in Chicago concerning why the homeless don’t eat pigeons. On the one hand, many argue that it is a good source of free food that is relatively healthy. On the other hand, the naysayers argue that there is a delicate balance in society concerning the homeless, and that that balance would be disrupted irreparably by the sight of a homeless man snapping a birds neck or the constant sight of homeless with blood on their hands. In … Read more

Minutes (New York)

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  2:36 pm: I was walking to the subway to go to a meeting with my professor this afternoon when I saw something scurrying along the edge of the sidewalk. IT WAS A FOUR INCH LONG COCKROACH! It almost walked right up my leg, but I dodged it. The suit headed toward me on the sidewalk gave me a funny look after the dodge. 2:40 pm: When I got to the subway, I saw a guy trying to get a baby carriage through the subway turnstile and having obvious difficulty, … Read more

Minutes (Chicago)

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posted & written by Caroline Picard I passed a man on the street this morning, an older Polish fellow he wore dirty clothes: a frayed visor, a faded blue t-shirt with paint spots on it, muddy white pants that stopped at his ankles (he was rather squat) revealing a pair of very dirty socks that fed into a beat up pair of running shoes. He stood at the edge of Milwaukee Avenue just before the six corners, in front of the Flat Iron Building and kissed at the cars that … Read more

Minutes-San Francisco (On Marvelous Things Heard-edition)

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  On 6th Street and Market, the google sedan with the mounted camera passed by. A shirtless man—probably homeless—gave the car the finger and yelled “fuck you car!” Another homeless man down the street heard the commotion and joined in yelling at the car “Fuck you CIA.” At the coffee stall two guys stood around when one announced his theory: “So you know why there are so many libertines in San Francisco…” The other, mockingly responded, “libertines?” “Yeah, it’s what we’re famous for. It’s why conservatives hate us.” “I think … Read more

Minutes (Chicago)

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posted & written by Caroline Picard At The Beach: I saw a woman, a rather bougie character with Nancy Kennedy sunglasses and hat, she was very pretty and everything she wore, including her hair, seemed to sit (unaffected by wind) in its right place. She was perhaps about 28 or 30 years old. She had a son, presumably. She was with a young boy, about six years old. He had short brown hair and board shorts on–the kind that look expensive if only because an adult might wear them. The … Read more