"It was time I started getting some answers, but since nobody was volunteering, and the session at Venga's was 50/50- It could mean something but I had no idea what -I decided to bring my mind back to the time when I had first shown up, before all the bad stuff had gone down ( Read more... )

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"'TURN THE TRUTH AROUND, AND SEE HOW IT READS FROM THE OTHER SIDE' wrote the man on the Chariot card, in quickly drawn neat block letters, and then rubbed his elbow on it and the words disappeared. It looked for a second like he was going to speak, but then he froze, and Madame Venga puffed a horrifically dense cloud of smoke at me. It was like ( Read more... )

...and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death ( Read more... )

"Madame Venga was already seated in her reading chair when I got into the room. The crystal ball and all the crap she put out for the tourists was gone, and only the solid grain table remained, with a deck of cards on top, so ancient the backs had mostly worn off. What you could still see was a wierd-looking collection of circles tied together with ( Read more... )

Hey, I'm drunk! Who's surprised ( Read more... )

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Another day, another holler. (holla-back ( Read more... )

"It was time to get some answers, and I had an idea where a few might be roosting. It was time to visit 8th Street, and Madame Venga's ( Read more... )

"I tried to get all the pieces to fit together in my head, but it was no use. They just sat, unconnected, like strangers in a dim and smoky bar. There was the Wide Man, and his dark-haired female accomplice, sipping Scotch on the rocks at a mahogany table. There was Antonio Rosseli, and the shiny gleam of a knife as he sliced lemons behind the bar ( Read more... )