Fabula Argentea

OUR GUS by Zachary Taylor Branch

“Something in the capsule smells like sour buttermilk, Wally."

THE ROAD BEYOND SKY by John Leahy

They sat side by side at the far end of Terminal Three

I DO NOT OPEN MY BIBLE TODAY by Zary Fekete

The book stays on the desk, just behind my laptop

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