Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Octavia Butler.

Speedy trans.

Oranges.

Extrapolated futures.

Go, look, see.

Yes, the beginning of this chapter’s been a slow burn (in more ways than one), but if you haven’t read this week’s Dicebox page because you’re doing the web equivalent of waiting for the trade, well, you’re putting off till later what you could be appreciating right the heck now.

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Clankers.

Chef Alexa Numkena-Anderson.

Procedure for having to behold.

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