Sweating it Off

Sealed by two layers of garbage bags and five high school sweatshirts, beads of sweat dripped down Jake Crawford’s dehydrated body as he circled the track. About 45 minutes remained in his workout and the last ounces of water were forced out of his body in the miniature sauna he had created. Crawford had fewer than 24 hours to lose 10 pounds.

Closure

After journeying from her home in Seattle, Angela Tucker stood in front of a small brick house in Chattanooga, Tenn., belonging to the woman she believed gave birth to her in 1985. When Tucker began the search for her birth parents at age 16, the names Deborah and Oterious were the only pieces of information she had to guide her as she scoured the Internet for clues.

Chasing Gold

Donn Cabral’s heart races as he walks toward the end of the nearly pitch-black tunnel leading into the Opening Ceremony of the 2012 Summer Olympics.

Treasure in the Trash

Reed parks her red 1994 Chrysler New Yorker and the women walk into the dark alleyway between Railroad Avenue and Cornwall Avenue. They have arrived at the Dumpsters they visit weekly. Dinner is served.

Swapping Syringes

Ivan Edwards gets out of his friend’s blue Nissan pickup truck carrying two grocery bags full of used syringes. He has all too frequently witnessed his friends passing needles from one raw, pink forearm to the next.

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Blacksmith

“Blacksmith” by Daniel Pickard

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An Unusual Address

Pinching pennies while living in a car

Video by Chris Jespersen

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Pole Vaulting

Video by Chris Jespersen

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Editor’s Note

Dear Reader,
I sometimes like to think of myself as clever. Yet I still find it nearly impossible to come up with a witty answer when asked, “If your house was burning down, what’s one thing would you save from the fire?”
Trying to imagine the walls ablaze around me, I close my eyes and scan the eternal mess that is my bedroom. My line of vision crosses my bike, heap of clothes in the corner, musical instruments and laptop, as I evaluate which of these things I wouldn’t be able to …

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Artificial Touch

Home Engineered Prosthetics
Story by Patrick Downing
Photo courtesy of Ivan Owen
 
Unbearable pain shot up Richard Van As’ arm into his neck. It felt like an electrical current surging through his upper body. In a matter of seconds, the smell of burnt flesh filled the air. He looked at his hand. Two of his fingers lay on the saw table.
Van As says his brain blocked out most of his experience. He does remember the resistance of the saw against his fingers and how it eventually lost power and shut down; it was …