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Jun 072011
Down below, far below, desires stirred through concrete canyons, whipping into a heady froth when the buildings grew close and crowds gathered, rising steadily over the bars and brothels, higher than it would have seemed possible. Up to the top of the tallest of the towers. And with those desires, came snatches of conversation. First, […]
Jun 072011
“Dwarves.” “Excuse me?” “Dwarves. Fucking Dwarves. They’re always there. Watching.” It was only when I turned my head and looked at the guy that I figured out he wasn’t talking to me, just mumbling with his old boozer mumble into an old fashioned half filled with a dark amber liquid. Scotch, maybe. I hadn’t been […]
Jun 072011
Johnny Clusterfuck was a 7 foot tall, 350 pound human-pitbull hybrid with a glass left eye and a scrotal sac filled with battery acid. Betty thought she could handle the big lug, but she thought wrong, epically wrong. One cross word and the circuit was closed and it was on: He all frothy and deadly, […]
Jun 072011
My Sanyo IG404 went off with the distinctive growl of a genetically modified Dalmatian, the kind the North Koreans raise in special porcelain vats to carry bright green and orange saddlebags filled with C4, depleted uranium, and roofing nails through the DMZ and into the suburbs of Seoul. It was a freaked out personal assistant […]
Jun 072011
“Here on the first of crazy, we eat what we kill” (cut to grinning clutch of 2 girls and 1 boy, all about 10 or so, pigtails in wonderbread blonde or spunky red hair all spiky, looking normal as Hell but way too much like each other, raising a hunk of some peice of meat, […]
Jun 072011
Edwardo Lambego stared down from the faux Italianate 19th century balcony that he’d spent the better part of the summer tearing down and rebuilding over and over again to appease the measured, insistent voice of the Italian tour guide AI that had gone all viral and infected his middle ear when he’d engaged in unprotected […]
Jun 062011
They came in from the cold and headed straight for the bar. Considering they had a toddler in tow, I figured that they were either ordering food to go or I’d mistaken the child for a dwarf. Again. The woman was large, John Goodman in the first season of Roseanne large. Big and padded but […]