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Union Dues: Freedom with a small f (Part Five)

By Jeffrey R. DeRego

THE STORY SO FAR

Part Five

The tenements are easy to scale, but I ring the apartment doorbell beneath the intercom instead. They don’t answer immediately. Someone thunders down the steps.

I smile … Continue reading

Union Dues: Freedom with a small f (Part Four)

By Jeffrey R. DeRego

THE STORY SO FAR

We’re in the men’s room. His tongue tastes like old cigars, cheap whiskey, and garlic. His hands are all over me, but I don’t concentrate on that because he’s … Continue reading