Weasel Dog screamed about the Pentecost for the next twenty miles. Then he screamed about the Apocalypse for twenty miles more. He screamed...
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Alone In A Vietnamese Restaurant
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Jason stared at the melting ice cubes at the bottom of his glass. They seemed so much clearer than the ones from his freezer.
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