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The simplest brief tales from The Saturday night submit nice American Fiction Contest 2016 beneficial properties 31 new must-read tales, together with Celeste McMaster's dizzying portrait of Zelda Fitzgerald, "Zelda, Burning," the 2016 successful story.

Past contest winner N. West Moss ("Omeer's Mangoes," most sensible tales 2015), introduces this exciting selection of characters who race via Alexandria, Virginia, on bicycle; vie for a moment probability in a online game express with dying; and make a house in 20th-century ny urban.

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