Last night, I had one of those dreams that lingers like smoke in the morning air—a dream where the gods themselves were in need of some good old-fashioned PR. Specifically, I found myself acting as…
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Devil at the Crossroads
I was fishing for a documentary to watch over coffee this morning. Not something I normally do, but it’s Saturday, and I’m down in Bristol waiting for the rest of the house to wake up…