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The Katfite was smoky, strobe-lit, and loud, features that hadn't changed in the decade since Helena's dancing d...
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The devil called on Tuesday. I'm hungry, it said. Feed me.
You hung up--but a thing like that doesn't stop a ...
The window was caked with soot, but unevenly. Molly knew all the cleanest panes, the places she could set her ey...
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When Easton is in the ground, you burn the unfinished wood. It looks like a stump, rough and unhewn; a soft colo...
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“Good morning, Marian.” Her alarm clock’s voice was soft and androgynously sensual. “You have three new messages...
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