El Paso
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The Chronicles of Anton Chico (The First Instinct)

I told him I wanted to go to Juarez. He asked why. I told him I wanted to submerge myself in the various arts of indecency. He asked why. I thought about it, and I couldn’t tell him why. Continue reading
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The Chronicles of Anton Chico (Love and Loss)

For the battles break you at times. There. Over those hills I look out at the far gone on the horizon, now bathing in the holy amber light of another fading day. Continue reading
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The Chronicles of Anton Chico (The Monarch of Devils)

Off to El Paso I went to El Paso. It was some summer of love and it was hotter than Georgia asphalt in July. But this wasn’t Georgia, it was Texas. I was afraid my little old Nissan would overheat in the middle of nowhere, but it did not. It made the trip faithfully. Four… Continue reading
