Double Hook
The shop was called The Lure, which I always thought was a pun that thought too much of itself.
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The shop was called The Lure, which I always thought was a pun that thought too much of itself.
My name is Niko Bigshot, I'm forty-eight years old, and in October of last year I did something stupid and wonderful at the same time.
I turned sixty-two in March and I still work the night shift at Red Canyon Warehouse, out on the edge of Dry Mesa where the highway bends…
I woke up on the hospital cot with a crick in my neck and a face that was not my face.
I'm Margot.