The glue factory

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    Abstract

    Short story. Clouds stain the horizon: an ice storm, according to the television. Starting late this afternoon, at the height of rush hour, the northern suburbs can expect to be coated with freezing slush. The people here drive like clowns on cocaine. Since I am far to the north of the city, an hour from where suburbs give way to farms and forests, it's probably sleeting already. I'm being kept deep underground in a room warm enough to make most clothing too hot to wear. Despite the heat, these images of the storm-darkened sky send chills rippling through me. Stifling in here, Antarctica outside, and I am naked. I am naked.
    Original languageEnglish
    Title of host publicationThe best of the best meat erotica
    PublisherSuspect Thoughts Press
    Pages209-220
    Number of pages12
    Publication statusPublished - 1 Jan 2002

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    Bibliographical note

    The story also published in Moore, M. (2004). Black shapes in a darkened room: Short stories. San Francisco: Suspect Thoughts Press. ISBN of the source publication: 9780971084612

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    MOORE, M. S. (2002). The glue factory. In The best of the best meat erotica (pp. 209-220). Suspect Thoughts Press.