notapoet's fiction: Bruce's Shorts

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Friday, January 23, 2004

Bruce's Shorts

Bruce always looked forward to practice. He loved the bright wide-open space of the main gym floor. Not at all like the grayer illumination of the lobby and locker rooms. The sound of bouncing basketballs and coaches' whistles was music to his ears. The smell of the freshly oil-mopped floor was... Sign in to see full entry.

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