No post Saturday because real life came in with a tire iron.
My brother died unexpectedly this week, and everything since has been sad, strange, and administratively cursed.
He was also the funniest person I’ve ever met in my life, so instead of being dignified about it, I’m posting two things today:
Chapter 17 — the usual chaos.
Joseph — a small flag planted in the lore.
He would have hated that sentence, which is how I know I’m doing the right thing.
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