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Just Big Guys: 08/10

One tries not to be trapped in the greasy web of superstitions, but these are sticky, dark times, and superstition is impregnating everything with its fetid smell of backwaters and swamps. Ideas are decomposing, noble precepts are slowly rotting, and the smell of decomposition reaches us in waves, suffocates us.
The Lizard’s Tail by Luisa Valenzuela

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