It was a warm. The air was dense with invisible droplets of water. My eyes and knees were heavy. I wanted to go home and rest my head on a soft pillow, But the descending cadence of conversation on that back patio full of exhausted party-goers insisted I stay put. I used my feet. Around a small wooden …
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An Esoteric Review of Kurt Vonnegut’s Lies
William Petruzzo used to hate reading. It was tedious, and boring, and time is such a precious thing to waste on thinking. One day William Petruzzo loved reading. Books and shampoo bottles and websites. Books about God, and about books about God; Shampoo bottles about chemicals, and websites about the future. William Petruzzo liked the way …
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