Gus Jerusalem awoke to find himself being attacked by a killer hangover. To make matters worse, he was also being attacked by a knife-wielding lunatic.
As a renowned anthropologist and a cantankerous drunk, Crittendon had talked himself in and out of similar situations throughout the four corners of the world.
It was eerily similar to a place in my hometown, except the degenerates there were my oldest and dearest friends, and these degenerates were complete strangers.
Victor, You’re stupid and you have broken your poet. Maybe you should come with Jasper. To the island. No shutters ever get fixed but a lot of poets do. -June
The fastest water slide in all of New England. I conquered my fear of small children being braver than myself as well as my fear of death, all in the same day.