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Alice in Iranian-manland: A Tale of Three Machos, Part 3

americanahita — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 19:39:14 +0000

Reza almost didn't answer the phone. His wife had just left the hospital, and he lay back thinking about his mortality. The fear was so intense and overwhelming that he felt the impulse to move. He shot up from the bed, intravenous tubes and all, and moved as close to the window as his monitor would allow.

Alice in Iranian-manland: A Tale of Three Machos, Part 2

americanahita — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 02:11:24 +0000

Alice in Iranian-manland: A Tale of Three Iranian Machos

americanahita — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 21:52:26 +0000

It had been a long night at work. Amongst the soccer moms, runaway dads, and 40,000 dollar-a-year millionaires who should have stayed at home and eaten a bologne sandwich, Alice could barely catch a breath. They had her running for an extra yellowtail sushi, grabbing another drink with less soda and more vodka, sending the salmon back to the chef because it was undercooked, or worse, overcooked, in which case they would have to cook a new one all over again. Why couldn't Alice just sit down and take a rest amongst these diners and be waited upon herself?