Hello Fluxlist Friends,

Last night, while waiting for something to print at a copy shop, I used
their typewriter to write an improvised short, short, short story. I will
mail it, the only copy in existence, to the first person who emails me. The
story involves Aldous Huxley, death, Cleveland, and at least one person's
chin gets rubbed.

On your mark, get set...

-Josh Ronsen
http://www.nd.org/jronsen






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