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New page of Fishbones

En Brazillian Pt., chapitre 2, page 47

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En Brazillian Pt., chapitre 2, page 48

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En Brazillian Pt., chapitre 2, page 54

New page of Fishbones

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Ferris wasn’t quite sure how he made it through the morning. By lunch, all he could recall was a flurry of requests, bleary phone calls, and pages of spreadsheets. The profit and loss statement he ...

New page of Fishbones

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A clatter in the living room woke Ferris with a start. Images of dirt, bare feet, and car trunks dissipated as every sense in his body centered on the bedroom door. He reached for the nightstand, a...

Morning came slowly. The alarm chanted its grating song beside Ferris’ ear, rousing him abruptly enough to elbow Demos in the cheek. “Ow, fuck.” Demos groaned into his pillow before flopping an arm...

Hey free postcards! Hey all, I’m doing a giveaway for postcards. It was really fun to do for Karasu, so I thought I’d give it another shot with Fishbones. All you have to do is leave five comments on...

Gina stood waiting for them at the service entrance. She was leaning on the Alfa Romeo, ankles crossed as she tossed aside her second cigarette. “You owe me an explanation,” she said as the two men...

With the back of his hand, Demos swept back a curtain to take in the scenery. The hotel gave a wide view of the surrounding forest, with the border of a golf course peeking in from the east. Though...

“It’s just a day trip, Demos. What do you need all this crap for?” Demos didn’t look up from the suitcase on his bed, fully focused on the array of contents inside. Ferris’ question wasn’t worthy o...