Michael Kraiger and I made another attempt to sell off the trade paperbacks we had found in our office storage space last year.
We didn't succeed, but we got a little spending money.
Which is good, because I'm a freelancer and I get paid when the gibbous moon shows up aligned with the top of the tallest building on the park in a rural neighborhood in an English-speaking part of Kuala Lumpur. Or something like that. Something entirely random and not appreciably in sync with when my bills arrive.
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