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  • Writer's pictureJeb Brack

Paying the Porcelain Piper

He woke somewhere that looked and smelled worse than his apartment, with his face pressed against cool porcelain and a huge lump on the top of his head. His thoughts and memories of the night before were scattered and painful, like tiny toy building bricks trod on by bare feet.

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