Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Octavia Butler.

Bushgate.

James Wolcott’s take is funnier, but the Editors are far more shrill. —Also, the Editors out-do Josh Marshall’s I-will-show-you-hardball-in-a-handful-of-dusty-paperwork hints one better, with some actual slivers of red meat.

On the other hand, last minute perusal of hithery-thithery pings brings up a pithy post from Majikthise, which will prove, I’m afraid, all too germane to, well, everything.

(Sir, I’m worried about our mood swings.)

—Filed 7918 days ago to Poprocks.

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Movement.

Judaican’t.

Whitby.

Seance.

Floor 796.

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