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There Is No House Of Mirrors At The Carnival Of Fame

“A working actress is an anomaly in L.A. Everyone is some kind of model-actress-whatever, but when you drill down, waitress-barista-sex worker tends out to be more accurate.” The author gives the reader a first-hand look at the lives of the rich and famous and even those of the downtown laden buskers. What the lead protagonist … Continue reading

A Minotaur Would Surely Help

“I once heard Perkus Tooth say that he’d woken that morning having dreamed an enigmatic sentence: ‘Paranoia is a flower in the brain.’ Perkus offered this, then smirked and bugged his eyes–the ordinary eye, and the other. I played at amazement (I was amazed, anyway, at the fact that Perkus dreamed sentences to begin with). … Continue reading

Not Today, Old Friend

Charlie Asher owns and operates a second hand thrift shop in San Francisco, a city that possesses the perfect balance of darkness and light, making it one of the easiest places on Earth to get lost. A notion that Charlie has perhaps taken a little too literally throughout the course of his life. Charlie is … Continue reading

A Cow Is A Cow-like Animal

  “’Eskimos were invariably described as the happiest people on Earth. Any unhappiness they suffered was not through jealousy; they didn’t have a word for it. They borrowed spouses for convenience and fun — it did not make them unhappy. So who’s looney? Look at this glum world around you, then tell me: Did Mike’s … Continue reading

A Vile Tale of Intersteller Shenanigans; and Voltaire Too!!!

“Life is not always figurative. Sometimes it’s relative, other times prejorative, and once in a while vindictive. Often, however, life is real – dammed real.” When I first read Candide I was amazed at how funny something so tragic could be. That was one of the first books I read that broke through some internal … Continue reading

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