Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

PALANTIR

The Edge.

Floor 796.

Colors.

Ethics.

Scooby.

A humble request.

I was going to rant about how nobody’s letting In Our Bedroom After the War breathe in the shadow of Set Yourself on Fire, but I have work to do, and really, you all probably knew this already, so instead I’ll just ask this: please, please, please stop saying “postmodern” when all you mean is “metatextual.” It’s so 1984.

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Kicking robots.

Bear Gulch.

Walter Rodney.

Romantasy.

Volapuk.

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