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What pisses me off? The fakers, man. Some chick says she’s “independent,” but nah, there’s a pimp lurkin’. I wanna scream, “I must break you!” – bust that lie wide open. But then, you get a good one – straight-up, no BS, and it’s like, whoa, happy vibes. Surprised me once, this girl told me she paid her way through art school. ART SCHOOL! Blew my mind – didn’t expect that hustle.

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The author takes you into the vivid reality of the worlds most critique profession and its surrounding elements. Pimps, prostitutes, knowing and unknowing.

ya, every moment here feels charged – it's like riding a roller coaster of feels: happy, mad, surprised – one moment, i'm giggling at a lamppost that reminds me of my own goofy ears, the next, i'm actually passionate about a forgotten war memorial on Victory Lane. And i swear, sometimes my mind drifts off mid-walk – thinking how everything in Mack (us) fits together in this messy tapestry, kinda like, "you know what I mean?"

Isaiah Mack-Russell Selected Honorable Mention All-Ohio