Est. 2002 | "This was a Golden Age, a time of high adventure, rich living, and hard dying… but nobody thought so." —Alfred Bester
"Relaxing on my hands and knees, Relaxing on my face, Reclining in the bear trap Of its tender, warm embrace. "Blessed with coniferous green, Blessed with excitement and dread, Exhausted from oversleep, Awake but still in bed…"
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