“JUSTICE FOR JONES! JUSTICE FOR JONES!” That’s not one you hear every day. But you do hear it sometimes, which really shocks me, especially for
Category: The Story
So we’re back together, the three of us, again in midtown, where the neon night lights up bright.
There’s a certain period of time people like to call the “magic hour.” It’s not exactly a full hour necessarily, but it’s a period right
The police in Atlanta are pretty infamous for being not that good at their jobs. Yeah sure, the crime rate’s lowered a lot since the
“You really thought I wouldn’t show up?” Lamar asks, meeting Karina and me at the street corner we’ve been waiting at for the past half-hour.
“Well, that was pretty uneventful,” I say, stepping off the auto-conbini after it FINALLY makes a new stop somewhere else in the city. It took
“Why do they think we can just get rid of robots and make all the old jobs come back…” Karina grumbles. “It’s ridiculous. They can’t
The things I do for friendship. Sometimes those things involve risking my life and fighting giant cyborg assassins. Sometimes those things involve humiliating myself in
“Soda…?” “Well, specifically, I’m looking for Magitek Soda,” Karina says. “Magitek… Soda…” Sorry, I’m not exactly in my most eloquent mood after sprinting down a
cover art by Emmanomia “Please help. Corner of Peachtree and Juniper.” That’s all it says. And that’s all I need to know. Karina is in