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100 bottles of pulque on the wall, 100 bottles of pulque! Take one down, pass it around! Photo by larry&flo.
“Everything has more than one story, and every story has more than one point of view. If you know the stories, you can access all the power of the universe.” Art by Katie Knutson
The words of the Christmas carol echoed in his mind, and Marco felt Rubio’s death wash freshly over him. This was all his fault.
“What’s oo-ee ha?” Marco asked, the word feeling strange and mysterious in his mouth.
“It’s a board that lets you talk to the spirits of dead people.”
Marco took a moment to adjust his binoculars while he peered across the yard to where the Prime of Darkness stood, very still, staring up into a tree.