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And lo, on the seventh day did Billy go amongst the people and he was distressed. For the air was chill and he was not as laden with the spoils of Cupertino as he might have been. True, the condensed sounds of two tortured souls were flowing into his ears through blackened and twisted wires, [...]

As is often my wont, I am propped up in my bed drinking some rather excellent coffee and knocking the various remainders of my week’s reading on its metaphorical head. Only a couple of head-knockings today, but two that I felt warranted further mention.

First up is Spaceman Blues by Brian Francis Slattery. I picked it [...]