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Goldberg: A Narrow Escape

Friday, November 14, 2008

From the beginning… She is going to have to plan her escape. It’s either make a decisive move or be forever glued to this couch with Goldberg reciting the rules of her defrauding business, panda slippers bobbing. She considers her options. Pummel Goldberg with a heavy object, distract her with a task, or simply run. [...]

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Goldberg: Self-Help Junkies

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Goldberg: Fraud Artist “Listen, Laser,” Goldberg says firmly. “If you’re going to keep fainting, we’re not going to get anywhere.” Laser can’t help but agree. She nods and forces herself into a seated position. Shitballs! Why is she trying to accommodate her captor? She has always been ‘way too nice. More for her therapist. How [...]

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Goldberg: Fraud Artist

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Goldberg: She Speaks This time she sits up with a jolt. “Goldberg,” she calls into the hot apartment air. “Yes?” Goldberg pokes her head out of the kitchen, revealing a coral nightie and big panda slippers. She appears to have slipped into something more comfortable while Laser was busy fainting. Her legs are hairy, but [...]

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Goldberg: She Speaks

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Goldberg: Shitballs When she comes to, she finds herself face to kneecaps with the creature. The she-male looks concerned and is hovering at an uncomfortably close distance. Beside her wheelchair is a bucket of washcloths. Laser notices the multiple damp wash cloths littered over her own body. So many wash cloths. It’s weird, but she [...]

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