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Coaches’ Night Out

By Jeff Bender, Guest-Edited by Sam Lipsyte
July 2007

And there we were—the three of us—me and Regan on either side, the ugly girl in the middle, bobbing up and down with the music, her hips buried in Regan’s crotch, her hands on my shoulders. I spread my arms out like an eagle.

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