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Io, the Moon
A dog really is my friend! “It’s all about the bottle.” That’s what I would come to think, eventually, although I didn’t know it at the time. My first impression upon picking up the corked flask filled with translucent fluid was more a sense of mystery than a coherent thought. Some things cannot be set to words. The night before had been a long night spent evading the Counter Guard as their black uniforms blend in so well with the black-out darkness that was the wreckage of w
Jun 2611 min read
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