We’re back on the ball, we’ve got our big-girl pants on, readers, and here is a gritty detective story for you to savor this Monday morning, Peter Krumbach’s “Home Invasion“:
A whirlwind miniaturized or contained in the human form is no less than a swath of destruction waiting to happen. Spun up from the archive is Marvin Shackelford’s “Wet Tracks Far from a Crossing”:
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