The Curse of Gary (Part 3)

Victor clicked open his briefcase and took out a shiny black metronome. He placed it on the bar. The owner leaned in for a closer look, wiggled his finger in his ear then shrugged. "What is it?" he asked. "This, my good fellow, is the finest tempo-keeping device known to man. It has a finer... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 2)

Victor walked with a brisk step and a broad smile, both of which faded in seconds. Though it was only ten in the morning the temperature was already 35° Celsius, and its equivalent in Fahrenheit. Victor glanced up at the sun, which beat down on him like Keith Moon upon a snare drum. He noticed... Continue Reading →

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