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Posts published by “Jonathon Spires”

Old Paperwork

The metal on metal clang happened every second, echoing off the timbers. The old woman seemed to levitate like a mythical saint, arm wrapped around…

Memento Resurgam

It rained in Babbage in late fall. Not quite cold enough to snow. The smoke was at full blast on factories in the Square district,…