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James Amazing sprung out of bed with the energy of a 2x4 duct taped to a large rock. The jackhammer on the sidewalk outside his window made sure he wouldn't get more than the four hours sleep he had struggled to get the night before. He climbed in the shower and turned on the cold water. The lukewarm water from the shower head was the only relief from the August heat that he would receive that day. An hour later he turn off the water and dried off. By the time he walked from the bathroom to h

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"Don't do that again!" James Amazing stared across the room at the old telephone booth next to the diner entrance. He hadn't seen one of those since he was a kid. He wondered if the phone still worked inside so he layed a twenty on the table, pushed his plate of meatloaf and mixed vegetables aside, and walked over to the booth. The waitress on roller skates crossed in front of him with a half full pot of warm decaf to the table next to the booth. There were three dirt-leg thirty-somethings and a… Continue

James Amazing knew he had only one shot at this. With the stinging rain on his back and the rock salt scars on his shins from several months of spider ballooning, he knew he was ready whether he was ready or not. His heart raced. His mind wondered. His knees felt like velvet on an October night in Hoboken. "When will I ever remember laughter?" he thought, "Focus!" he responded, silently to himself. "Looks like another fun filled night on the potato farm" said a passerby, not paying attention to… Continue