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JAKE

Aging ornate copies of Homer's The Iliad and The Oddyssey piled up in a tidy stack on a shelf.

The Would-Be Thief Pauses to Read About Homer’s Iliad

I hear the Famous Poet scoffs at the idea of an after-life that caresses us, preferring to believe in the remote Disneyland of the dead though even he must know that wherever the dead live, they’re not resting in peace.

A dark library shelf loaded with old hardcover books, the letters c-h marked down to up, crossed with a wooden ladder.

Night Librarian in the Lower Stacks

Kenny asks me to retrieve books from the lower stacks and it dawns on me that he’s scared, he’s really scared.

A jukebox lit by a neon display above it inside an otherwise low-lit bar.

The Power of Love

She pressed the trigger on the reacquired mace and yelled FUCKERS! YOU FUCKERS! YOU FUCKERS! through squinty eyes and indiscriminate aim.

An articulated tyrannosaurus skeleton in a museum, among other fossils and recreations.

The Name Of The Buyer Was Not Disclosed

The representative from the auction house made him feel stupid for thinking it would appear at his compound intact, as it first had walked this land some eighty million years ago.

He, Clarius

He, Clarius

... as if tired, falls to the floor and Clarius turns to face the noise, but not his entire body, Clarius is not, like the other patrons...

A biege mixing bowl with a pouring lip, a mix of flour and eggs in it, with a whisk hanging out of it.

Nesting Bowls

I’m not complaining, I love him but also cooking and baking, too, most of all

Tell Me That One Again

Tell Me That One Again

She's told me this one enough that I get a 25% contact high just hearing it again.