Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Bosnian war crime.

Oranges.

36 pages; color cover; three staples, each.

Ah, the glamorous life of a self-publisher.

“ – only to sit – ”

(Not pictured: the large spoon; the saddle stapler; the overnight pressing under a stack of books; the 6"x9" manila envelopes; the Patreon mailing list; the trip to the post office—)

—Filed 2636 days ago to Indulgences.

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D'Angelo.

Aya Sinclair.

Clankers.

Jayce's Fighting Ships of Wolf 359.

Russell and Mosley.

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