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Signal Drift: Chapter 28

Signal Drift: Chapter 28

The hand-off was surgical, cold, and fast. Cronauer didn’t pull his helmet off. He stood in the dim, amber glow of the kerosene lantern, the hard shell of his Biltwell visor flipped up just enough for Audrey to see his eyes. He reached into his pack, pulling out...
Steal Your Face, Hand Me a Beer: The Days Between

Steal Your Face, Hand Me a Beer: The Days Between

We were supposed to wade back into the Billy Joel catalog this week, but the calendar dictates the playlist, not the master plan. Every year, the first nine days of August carry a specific kind of weight across the airwaves. August 1st would have been Jerry Garcia’s...