Carpe Diem, Carpe Pater

. *** story by whyteyote art by samsquanch the rest stop just off the interstate glows in the dead of night, surrounded by a thicket of trees long since rendered leafless by the wicked autumn wind.

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Capture the Fag

Desmond and writing (c) me aleksai (c) fa: zack-fox illustration (c) fa: samsquanch --1 aleksai's cabin met every expectation of fortune and good taste and any whom passed through its doors as guests or lovers were treated to its rustic wood, hide rugs

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