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Mortem Ex Machina

I remember the first time someone I knew died. My sister’s friend had gone missing, and when the news finally came that her death was sure, I privately went through my phone, which had previously been my sister’s, and searched for the friend’s name.

by Adlan Jackson on November 21, 2013November 23, 2013

Sex, Drugs, and American Dreams

The best song released last year, ILoveMakonnen’s “Club Goin’ Up on a Tuesday,” blooms in purgatory.

by Adlan Jackson on February 7, 2015February 8, 2015


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