There is a pervasive state of decay to this city. The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart. There is a charm in that though. Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.
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I'm Santa Claus, Bitch!
Two days before Christmas, 2007. It's been a craptacular year. And it's a...
The Day They Gave Brains Out
Late summer, 1998: The rain was whipping up outside my office windows. Hurricanes...
Velvety Soft Focus
We've all seen them, and we've all felt the inexorable pull to stop and browse, perhaps even...
A Spot In The Sun
I started the word processor at my desk, after sitting here for the past hour thinking...