Over 2 hours and growing: Build a complex maze, feed it enough data, and the shadow in the center just…
The Perils of Hate: Monuments Built on Quicksand. The whispers started in the alleyways, down where the shadows stretch long…
THE PRIVATE STASH
"I tried to write a story about honesty in Washington, but my typewriter jammed. Must’ve sensed the lie before I did. Around here, truth’s an endangered species—spotted once a decade, stuffed, mounted, and trotted out for campaign season."
Yours Truly,
Jack Hammer.
The Weight of Silence The roar of the gunshots faded into a silence heavier than any I’d ever known. Rain,…
JAMIE DIAMOND’S GAMBIT The Knock I’m Jamie Diamond: and this game is mine. The street was a grimy canyon of…
