Graveyard Shift
Issue #66
Spring 1995
By the light of the Last Days— amber, a bit theatrical, a vacant lot light, snowfall muffling the high-volt hum transformers make zapping snowflakes to kingdom come, somewhere off the interstate outside Romeoville, Illinois— the proof of which can be...
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