Where the two rivers converge, there eternally stands a band of ghosts--the Coyote Armada--and each evening, before the sun's beams first dare to lick the day, the Armada howls out against the stale air arising from its city's sewer grates.
Humbler than thou. [+]
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Created: March 7, 2016, 12:46 a.m.
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