Below The Fold

Thank god for cheap rum
The light bulb over my shoulder exploded. Hot, tiny shards of glass bounced off the back of my head and neck, and I dropped to the ground and rolled behind a case of scotch. I looked up, and saw the Cutty Sark insignia burst as another bullet pierced through the [...]

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Never again
Schindler’s List is coming out on DVD. Seeing the barrage of ads brought back a discussion I had with Alex one night over a pack of GPCs and a pot of coffee at Mary and Lou’s in Denver.
“I’m still trying to get over the brilliance of it,” I said. I was amazed at just [...]

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