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Wednesday, June 20, 2018

my Dad died today in a room with buttercream walls.

My Dad died today in a room with buttercream walls.



There's a retelling of the moment where Odin gets swallowed by the wolf described as suddenly all the magic everywhere disappears and color just drains from the worlds.



It is like that.




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While a mostly happy bookstore fixture for over two decades, Guillermo Maytorena IV is currently willing to entertain your serious proposals for employment as a literary/cinema critic, goth journalist, castellan, airship pilot/crewperson, investigative mythologist, or assisting in a craft brewery. Should you be connected to any of the above or equally interesting endeavours, do contact him.


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