new short story by Andy Hurvitz
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Here in Van Nuys 
Andy- I love the language here—it’s got such a stark, masculine quality—and the striking sense of place. I’m particularly admiring of stories that evoke one certain place and time. You almost get the smell of the air when reading them. This is one of those.
Ann Bauer
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Ann,
How generous and giving of you to read my story! I greatly appreciate your
kindness.
Andy
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