By: A.J. Huffman charged me $4.39 for a gallon of milk and a smile that sent two very different shudders down my back. Attraction and fear shook me into a time loop. For a moment I was sixteen, flirting with a…

By: JP Miller The first time I noticed the Tickle was almost three years after I had left the Army. Without notice, as I stepped across that magical line into Capitalism’s greatest accomplishment—into Wal-Mart World— my ears start ringing. Tinnitus?…