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| | | | | When she was a girl San-min saw her father explode. It was the moment he kissed the neon. A shower of sparks - flames all across the corrugated rooftops of the urban village. Old Cantonese walls, alleyways where girls waited for business, roads clogged with tangled-together bicycles, networks of the rubber tendrils of the power... | |
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| | | Goblin Lullaby by Jim C. Hines "I've never seen a goblin infant," said the elf, stepping closer. "You thought goblins sprang fully formed from the rocks for you to slaughter?" She jammed a knuckle into Jig's mouth for him to suck. His baby fangs were just beginning to pierce the gums, but the pain in [...] | ||