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She’s All Yours, Man by

Because we’re just travelers, you and me. And the world needs us right now. So go shit your brains out. Lift up your leg like a Conquistador on an indigenous hut you’re marking for Queen Isabella and piss with dignity and thoroughness in a urinal sign-of-the-cross. Listen, I’m not landlord. You’re not tenant. We’re both just people in all of this.

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Clip Art Season by

Vampire immortality was like an endless and joyless summer for Joyce. She felt stuck. She needed a change of season. Birth, growth, reaping and death no longer cycled around a natural axis. The Earth spun without meaning. All this time to kill in a world made for mortal man dashed a vampire’s grit and determination to better herself and to improve the human condition.