Sublime

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“Ruth

Brightside took out his case and handed him a cigarette. Crepusculus lit it with the tip of his forefinger and blew out a pale plume of smoke. “Thin places,” he said. “Between the living world and the next one. Right?” “Or thin places in time,” Brightside said, not liking the option one little bit. Temporal attenuation – or worse, temporal overlap

It might make things easier if he went down to London again and found Marlowe. Report in, like a good soldier. But he swore he wouldn’t work for Marlowe again. Not after Malaya.

Her mother’s ironclad dictum, badgered into Holly from the time she was a toddler: What you don’t want to do is what must be done first. Then it’s out of the way. This has stuck with Holly, as many childhood lessons do… for better or worse.

‘I don’t know where Travis Bickle is from or what made him do what he did. I don’t know and I don’t care. That’s what makes him