A Collision on Western Avenue in Anthology of Chicago

Here’s a short story from Anthology of Chicago, which features fiction and poetry set in various Chicago neighborhoods. Mutes

I met this girl at The Mutiny and we got shitfaced. I mean beyond balls-out fucking blitzed, downing shots of Jameson and sucking down those big-ass mugs of Old Style as tall as your face from chin to forehead. My ride took off. I’m not even sure how she got there. She said her name was Garbo and she was an actress. I told her I was a musician. But I was also just saying. Me and the guys had yet to play a show or really even practice much. The Routines, we called ourselves.   

Read the whole thing here. 

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