Over 2 hours and growing: Build a complex maze, feed it enough data, and the shadow in the center just…
The Jackboot Waltz Begins: Troops on the Asphalt and Justice Under the Table The air in this town always carried…
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.
Listen up. They say the truth’s a slippery thing, especially when the powerful try to bury it under a mountain…
I’m Jack Hammer: This is My Story The name’s Hammer. Jack Hammer. I’ve been walking these mean streets long enough…
