My head hurt, my back ached, and my tongue felt like it had been run over by the Magic Carpet from Aladdin. The smells of rotting fish and gasoline no longer permeated the air. Instead a fresh scent – one … Continue reading
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Carey sat alone in his room, his feet propped across the corner of his uninhabited desk. The smoke from his pipe cascaded across the walls. With each breath he took, a small wheeze came from the back of this throat … Continue reading