Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Janus cop.

Blob.

Procedure for having to behold.

Herxheim.

Always Coming Home.

Puppet.

The power of names.

No, Barkley; no. You can cite Juan Cole all you want, but this decade will not be called the zeroes, or the naughties, or the naughts; not even the old-skool aughts. It’s going to be a little more cumbersome: the aught-naughts. As in, “We really ought not to have done that—”

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An ancient mappe of F--ryland.

Gratitude.

Bobbie McKee.

Academic AI.

Lapel.

Helen O'Loy.

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