For about a week I left town to help out a friend of mine and sell predictable posters at a series of bland colleges. The work was sleazy and mind-numbing, but It was a change of pace and because of it there is a fat check floating somewhere in the snail-mail system written out to the Cyberpunk Apocalypse.
When I got back last week I found boxes of books and clothes in the doorway of my apartment building. It was the first wave my sister's possessions that that have been flowing from the various cities which have been her home's this past year. Now I've convinced her to come to Pittsburgh to re-consolidate, and help me on my project. Sometime next week Todd and I will be picking her up from NYC, and dragging her to the steal city.
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