I was talking with my old friend, who’d recently rediscovered the game Grand Theft Auto V. His point—and it was a good one—is that inside GTA, there exists a game
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I was talking with my old friend, who’d recently rediscovered the game Grand Theft Auto V. His point—and it was a good one—is that inside GTA, there exists a game
Continue readingBeing a musician, it’s not uncommon for me to have specific and articulate memories of the music I hear in a dream. This dream is an example of that. It
Continue readingI’m late for class. I see a switch on far wall. It is like those fire alarms encased in breakable glass or plastic, only this switch doesn’t set off an
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