Letter From Montreal: Sunday Chat

Guillaume Morissette December 16, 2011 Aubrey’s hair was wet and chewy and tasted like it was full of vitamins.”

Sunday Chat

Illustration by Pascal Girard.

Earlier today I shat in the dark,” I type to Aubrey on Facebook chat. “I just felt so lonely in there. It was a real eye-opener.”

I am a visual person,” Aubrey types. “If I can’t see my body, it’s like I am not sure it’s there anymore.”

I tell Aubrey that I was sitting in the bathroom reading a short story about a person paying another person ten dollars to go away. Then I heard one of my roommates walking toward the kitchen and the power went out. I wanted to keep …

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Tenth Anniversary: Spring

ISSUE 43 Tenth Anniversary: Spring 2012

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  • The Big Job

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