Here are a bunch of short stories or poems or prose poems or whatever you want to call them who gives a shit. I used to be preoccupied with like whether or not something was a Scottish whisky or a bourbon or a Canadian rye or whatever and now I just want it to get me drunk. Some of them have riffs from older Hell Worlds I recycled. Some of it is true bu…
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