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A young man sits at a barstool, drinking a mug of murky dark brown ale.  An older man, friendly, saddles up next to the young man, and unbeknownst to him, slips something into his drink. The young man wakes up … Continue reading →

I started the journey back to the party… The sun slowly and majestically rose out of the Atlantic providing the perfect silhouette of an imbecile staggering down the street with a bag full of children’s toys intended to survive only … Continue reading →