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Lucy

by Nathaniel Berry

I suspect that every town in the world has places like these: little doorways into tranquil darkness, places you can only find when you’re young, and can’t ever quite go back to in waking life.

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Scraps

by Amy Kalbun

Six feet: about the length of a hockey stick, or three Canadian geese in a row. If I was in New York, I would turn this into a joke—Canadian analogies right on brand—to seem cool and self-reflexive and gently patronizing of my home city.